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uin the people who relate to you are coming,</p><p id="8913">Time is of the essence, we must now rush we have to take him to his resting place where we all will go one day — six feet deep in the ground where he shall lay rest for eternity, his soul confined in purgatory</p><p id="e9d4">Then it’s time when the men carry his corpse — your father, my dear child has to move on, his burial awaits his time has come we pick his coffin up and we move towards the grave, where he shall rest, where he must remain</p><p id="cb77">Now it’s time for you to say goodbye, the men pick up his coffin and walk towards the sight that makes thy women wallow, and cry in agony to see the dad they loved, the man they adored it sets the atmosphere with duress, an agonizing remains</p><p id="fd7c">They move, slowly towards the grave while reciting the prayer praising your father, into the afterlife; you stand there at the door screaming at dear old dad, your brother looks behind but can’t control his tears and then they put him down, down towards the grave</p><p id="836e">He sits there idly when they quickly adjust the grave to fit the man that once they called a friend, a sense of misery and despair stays in front of them your companions’ sense the inevitability of life of how a man was alive and now he died</p><p id="3527">People rushing to dig his grave in a hurry, not even worrying about a man who made them happy the sight is disturbing where people rush to put a man that they loved, a man that they grieve and then now its time we bury him in the sand</p><p id="d9fa">We put the earth on him, as we lay him to rest your brother can’t control, his tears and himself I go and embraced him, without words I can’t relate we then stay there until everyone leaves — a gloomy presence indeed walking towards thy home, sheltering the ones in need</p><p id="07bd">I move towards the house, that just lost its soul a man that they loved, a father that they adored I come towards the door, where you idly stand your companions hugging you, your family holding your tears they stand there for a moment, and then you walk outside</p><p id="a001">I am here, my sister; I’m s

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orry I couldn’t hold you tight I came towards my sibling, with open arms — she ran towards me, with tears flowing immediately I embraced her tightly and said it’s all right, and then at that moment I felt her tears on my body, I could feel her sadness and loss, that dreadful feeling i could not shiver off</p><p id="c43a">I could feel her tears falling on my chest, as I consoled my beloved sister, such an innocent soul She cried and cried until she felt a bit relieved, I wanted my dear little sister to feel she was truly comforted I held her close to my heart and did not move for a while</p><p id="06d2">It was as if time stopped, for a moment she was in my embrace my sister who lost her father was being comforted no less I said to her it’s all right although I broke into tears An embrace of comfort, and love for the sister I adored and prized and then I felt her ease a bit, so I told her it’s all right</p><p id="a60e">She stood tall for a bit and went back inside, I still feel I could have done more for my sibling that said but that time has come to pass — we all shall leave this plane one-day leaving only distress perhaps I believe, it is that way because we need to release ourselves,</p><p id="5aa8">When losing our loved ones it does hurt indeed, but we should comfort those treasured without worrying about restraint, don’t let those actions become a regret, don’t let them be that end try to hold them together, try to make them free of burdens</p><p id="a4c2">A brother can be anyone it doesn’t mean by blood, when you see your loved one’s whimper, you hug them every time, let them know that you’re here, let them know they’re loved, let them feel relieved let them know they can earn freedom</p><p id="d51b">From the worries and sadness that will come their way performing actions to happen for when they want a sign a loving act that can sustain their soul and their self benign a sibling who mourns for solace, be the one that they need a brother, a sister, a mother, a friend, someone who comforts therein</p><p id="e1f1" type="7">“Do not wait, for those you love. Make it happen for those who need your solace”</p></article></body>

Loss of a loved one

Comfort thy Sibling

A poem dedicated to my beloved peers!

Photo by Priscilla Du Preez on Unsplash
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Death of a loved one, makes everybody sad a mother, a brother, a sister, a dad the anguish that follows can make you insanely mad

You cry, and wail, and throw up everywhere, this sadness is drenching you into despair, you yearn for the one you lost just now, you ask God for an answer but can’t let go, of the one you lost of the one you loved, this feeling worsens

Your friends, come to shelter you and comfort you you’re in tears, wailing but can’t let go of dear old dad who just passed away, the love he had is flowing rapidly through your eyes you can’t believe your father is gone, you whimper

Then they arrive, your companions in arms the people you love, and the people who want to comfort you here, in this direst of day they see you in despair, and their hearts broke in the men sit outside, while the women mourn in

Your brother is outside, he sees everything he is sad and depressed that you lost your dad he is crying from within, screaming to God oh why, did you take him, don’t you see she is sad my beloved sister, who now doesn’t have her lovely dad

I sit outside wondering, looking at the people who come crying and disturbed at the sight that just sung an event that gave in, a gloomy presence of a house no less shattered, of a home that became a ruin the people who relate to you are coming,

Time is of the essence, we must now rush we have to take him to his resting place where we all will go one day — six feet deep in the ground where he shall lay rest for eternity, his soul confined in purgatory

Then it’s time when the men carry his corpse — your father, my dear child has to move on, his burial awaits his time has come we pick his coffin up and we move towards the grave, where he shall rest, where he must remain

Now it’s time for you to say goodbye, the men pick up his coffin and walk towards the sight that makes thy women wallow, and cry in agony to see the dad they loved, the man they adored it sets the atmosphere with duress, an agonizing remains

They move, slowly towards the grave while reciting the prayer praising your father, into the afterlife; you stand there at the door screaming at dear old dad, your brother looks behind but can’t control his tears and then they put him down, down towards the grave

He sits there idly when they quickly adjust the grave to fit the man that once they called a friend, a sense of misery and despair stays in front of them your companions’ sense the inevitability of life of how a man was alive and now he died

People rushing to dig his grave in a hurry, not even worrying about a man who made them happy the sight is disturbing where people rush to put a man that they loved, a man that they grieve and then now its time we bury him in the sand

We put the earth on him, as we lay him to rest your brother can’t control, his tears and himself I go and embraced him, without words I can’t relate we then stay there until everyone leaves — a gloomy presence indeed walking towards thy home, sheltering the ones in need

I move towards the house, that just lost its soul a man that they loved, a father that they adored I come towards the door, where you idly stand your companions hugging you, your family holding your tears they stand there for a moment, and then you walk outside

I am here, my sister; I’m sorry I couldn’t hold you tight I came towards my sibling, with open arms — she ran towards me, with tears flowing immediately I embraced her tightly and said it’s all right, and then at that moment I felt her tears on my body, I could feel her sadness and loss, that dreadful feeling i could not shiver off

I could feel her tears falling on my chest, as I consoled my beloved sister, such an innocent soul She cried and cried until she felt a bit relieved, I wanted my dear little sister to feel she was truly comforted I held her close to my heart and did not move for a while

It was as if time stopped, for a moment she was in my embrace my sister who lost her father was being comforted no less I said to her it’s all right although I broke into tears An embrace of comfort, and love for the sister I adored and prized and then I felt her ease a bit, so I told her it’s all right

She stood tall for a bit and went back inside, I still feel I could have done more for my sibling that said but that time has come to pass — we all shall leave this plane one-day leaving only distress perhaps I believe, it is that way because we need to release ourselves,

When losing our loved ones it does hurt indeed, but we should comfort those treasured without worrying about restraint, don’t let those actions become a regret, don’t let them be that end try to hold them together, try to make them free of burdens

A brother can be anyone it doesn’t mean by blood, when you see your loved one’s whimper, you hug them every time, let them know that you’re here, let them know they’re loved, let them feel relieved let them know they can earn freedom

From the worries and sadness that will come their way performing actions to happen for when they want a sign a loving act that can sustain their soul and their self benign a sibling who mourns for solace, be the one that they need a brother, a sister, a mother, a friend, someone who comforts therein

“Do not wait, for those you love. Make it happen for those who need your solace”

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