A Collection of Original Poetry by Students of Ladysmith High School

Sunday, 19 October 2014

Nsiki Gwala ~ You held my cold hand as I took my last breath

You held my cold hand as I took my last breath,
While I walked through the door of death.
In the distance I could hear faint cries,
As I slowly closed my heavy eyes.
My soul escaped from this gruesome earth
And was filled with renewal and rebirth.

You held my cold hand as I took my last breath,
As I walked through the door of death.
I could feel your pain from a world away,
As you cried out for me to stay.
The sky could feel your sadness and pain,
As it cried tears of cold rain.

You held my cold hand as I took my last breath,
As I walked through the door of death.
Like birds that fly away,
I had to go, I could not stay.
Your love was stronger than ever before,
As I entered death's door.

You held my cold hand as I took my last breath,
As I walked through the door of death.
As the heavenly gates opened before me,
I finally felt alive and free.
One day we'd be together again,
Free from hardship, free from pain.

You held my cold hand as I took my last breath,
As I walked through the door of death.
But sweet death will never keep us apart,
For you'll always in my heart.


© Nsiki Gwala


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