Sonnet on Loss

I stand alone beside your coffin. My
Empty heart no longer sees – the world
Is black. Bright colours no longer fly.
Our memories, my bed of grief, unfurled.
Oh Lord! Do not leave me stranded here in
The Hell of my misery. Come back. Save
Me from this sorrow that is unworldly sin-
A kiss from your sweet lips. A final wave.
Thus this is a lover’s love so cruel.
Thus this is a loser’s lost so violent.
The death’s sickle that drained my blood was no fool,
And with a final pained cry, I’m silent.
For wherever you go I will follow,
You have scooped my fractured heart hollow.