The monotone,the beeping, slowing gradually a worried woman's hand gently strokes the face of him connected to that beeping thing. expressionless and waiting, machines keeping the beat silence coats the room, almost dripping down the walls. She whispers three words quietly, over to herself, knowing he'd repeat them, given half the chance. She prayed real hard for him to live, for him to be alright, that this monotone insanity would break off by tonight. They would talk and reminisce and remember forty years spent together, every waking hour, and the love they both would miss. But in that prayer filled moment the beeping slowly stopped. the monotone had ended, but not the way she thought his eyes, they did not flutter, his fingers did not twitch a tear rolled down her face and landed on his hand she took each old hand gingerly, and kissed each finger-tip, then she placed one loving hand directly on his chest. She whispered those three words again, before she called the nurse then she laid her head beside his own, and cried for all she's worth. the years had passed to quickly, the flooding memories already now she missed him, five minutes he'd been gone she knew there was an angel, who waited now to take him, to watch her teardrops fall, and let their spirits be together for one last good-night hug. and then the rain clouds vanished, and a rainbow then appeared, right beside the window where only gloom had been she knew they'd be together one day really soon, and the nurse led her away from that mixture of happy and sad happy because monotony had ended, sad because of how.
Reason for writing:
well, i wrote this during my english final exam...it was short and i had an hour or so to kill...it kinda reflects the mixed feelings you have when someone you truly love leaves you for good...you are glad for the easing of their pain...but sad because your's is immeasurable.
Birth sign: Taurus
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