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AFTERLIFE BLUES...a short story of love loss and hope

AFTERLIFE BLUES...a short story of love loss and hope

I don't believe much about the afterlife do you?
But it's real , I mean really real.
How do I know?
Well I can tell you I have seen it for myself.
First the story how  its starts
with the happy part of my life.
We got Married it was a beautiful June day.
Not a cloud in the purest blue sky.and
We gave our vows
I had prepared mine.
I Had the woman of my dreams
And our young son
I think it was the happiest moment of my life.
I said I was in college
I wasted so my spare cash on a Motorcycle.
I needed wheels right?
Of course I crashed it on a bend that I took way too fast.
She lifted up my head and looked into my eyes.
I thought I am dead, she is an angel right.
But i was not dead and she was a woman
A beautiful woman but still earthbound.
.
She said does it hurt, are you in pain.?
I said agony, not pain
She kissed my lips
And she gave me a pack of fruit flavored Lifesavers
Only the favorite food of my sweet tooth.
And here we are eight years later with our son Ben.
Getting Married.
A thing she she swore she would never do.
I shall die loving you my angel.

She said her piece
Thank you for not dying that day
For i am not sure i could have survived either
Because without you I don't exist.

The car crash was another  accident that same night
The rain that had hidden in the air that
we breath and became a weapon of destruction.
As it released the imprisoned water
it held in magic within its structure.
The flooded road, the  Dog walking across the country bypass
The sound of his head hitting the glass of the windshield.
The silence.
The forever silence of our son.

Eight years later
She had remarried
A second life
Far away from me
With my crutch of alcohol.
And distance from her emotions.

She Blamed me of course.
Why did you not fasten his seatbelt.
He would have been fine.
I thought that I did
But alcohol quietened the guilt
I drive myself crazy with guilt
But it doesn't help,
That's when the call came in.

I am a fancy high end corporate lawyer now
Earning high six figures.
I moved to the city and rented out our house.
I could not sell it.
I had bought her out of the house
I was us when we were happy
When we were us.
And I needed that.
The tenants had left it wrecked.
Where are all the good people.
I went over to the place
The inside was a mess broken glass
Windows smashed the place was a wreck.
But it had a fragrance of the happiness that once lived here.
I could taste it.
It was sweet.

Then I heard the noises upstairs in the attic
I pulled down the attic ladder and walked slowly around
Looking for the intruder.
Then I Saw him it was my dead  son Ben.
He said hi Dad.
Where's Mom.
I could not believe my eyes and fell backwards
down the ladders and knocked myself out.
When I came around he was stood near me.
Dad where is Mom
I said she's not here son.
Failing to mention her new husband
and the two daughters he had
from a previous marriage.

He said Bring her here Dad, I miss her.
I called her
She did not answer me.
The man who killed her offspring I guessed.
So i drove over to her place and said
you got to come to my house its urgent.

She came and saw Ben
running through the house.
She thought it a sick trick I was playing.
And .she slugged me me with that viscous right hook
of hers
Calling me a sick bastard.

After a week I told Ben
I would get her to come
I went back to her place.
She said do you want seconds
I politely refused another punch.
She came anyway

And as she entered the door
Ben said Hi mom.
She wept in disbelief.
He said I pushed the seat belt button.
It was me not dad.
We spent weeks with him.
I quit my job to be there
She spent way too much time with us.
But we can't let him go.
No way,
No way ever
But he's a ghost.

One day I heard her scream
She said
I saw a woman here
In the chair in the corner.
I asked Ben
He said she's always here.
That's when she passed out
with blood running from her nose.
I rushed her to the hospital,

The doctor said you can see her  now.
I put my arms about her and told her i always loved her .
And I gave her a lifesaver from the pack she had given me
So many years ago.
She kissed me and we were close again
No issue no sadness just close.

As we got home
Ben came to me
She is leaving with me dad.
With  me and the lady.
What lady I said?
It's Grandma her mother.
We are taking her over with us.

I cried as she left me.
I know she is the only woman in this wide world
That I will be this close too.

But I had time to write a love letter on my soul
And pressed it into her fading hands,
Together with the remainder of the old tube of lifesavers
that I bad kept all these years.

I whispered you have all my colors that are left in me, my love.
Keep them safe until I join you?
She left me at that moment

I saw the lights of three people
melt into the morning light.
And my real silence began.

But it's OK
I also know in the passing years
Just a blink of an eye really.
We will all be together again.
That's for sure.

I
 

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