Hey people I wrote my first poem today on my 16th birthday which I spend without my mother who left me on 29th October 2012. But this poem is not dedicated to her but to my sister who made me happy when I was crying. 3 months since you left me numb and broken Can’t understand why I was chosen To bear your separation Becoming an aberration Can’t stop myself from crying Am tired from constantly trying Can’t hold them in Feels good to release Feeling loveless Becoming hopeless Going beyond my limits Trying to bring her back Crying won’t help Have to be strong Remembering her good things For life has its scratches and dings Here I stand alone It is her I mourn Becoming sad every day Come what may Became more and more Separated from the world Then one day someone came Who was almost the same She held my hand and told me To be strong and cured me She cured my condition With complete dedication When I needed help the most She came to help and my aid For her this poem I made THIS IS MY LAST SERENADE She consoled me and made me happy I’d do anything to make her happy For she is the one who cares for me Like no one else did For she is the one who cured me When I was seriously sick For she is the one who held my hand And guided me through the abyss For she is the one who makes my tears go away And brings a smile on my face For she is the one who touched my face And made me go to sleep peacefully She came to my help and my aid For her this poem I made THIS IS MY LAST SERENADE……
