The pain that never left me
My soul lost its glee
In this game called “Life,”
there’s confusion, grief, and strife
I barely remember his face
I hope God will bless me with his grace
The smell of musk and cigarettes is all I know,
The sadness and anger soon started to show
The clock struck ten when I got the news,
Fear and shock started to ooze
I can taste the tears rolling down my cheeks
My vision blurry, body shaking, I dealt with this for weeks
Losing an older brother is pretty sad
But sometimes, I still get mad
I know that I won’t see him again until I die
Every time I think about it, I just sigh
I know he is living his best life in Heaven
I just want him to know that I was seven
The idea that I'm exploring in this piece is the grief of losing a sibling or someone that is close to you like a sibling. What inspired me to write about this piece is the loss of my older brother that passed away 9 years ago. I want people to know what I felt when they read this poem about my experience. Also to know that this is what made me who I am today.
The craft choices I chose for my piece are imagery, word choice, punctuation, grammar, and line breaks. The imagery pieces I used were smell, taste, and sight. For example, “I can taste the tears rolling down my face” is an example of taste. For my word choice, I made each end of a sentence rhyme with one another. Each choice influenced the mood of sadness and grief.
The challenges I faced during writing this is my mentality because I was just remembering the times I was with my brother. I overcame this by just writing what was at the top of my head. I learned that I actually know how to write poems like this, but now I know how to. What I envision for this piece of writing is for people to know that they're not alone in this crazy world and that it’s okay to grieve whenever you want, no matter the age. How I would like to develop my poem further is to hopefully make more poems like this so people can have a perspective of what it’s like to lose someone close to you.