A Lover's Lament (A Poem)
Disclaimer: Technically I really not mentioning any Harry Potter, even though it's about Harry Potter, so does that mean I need to do a disclaimer? Probably not, but just to be on the safe side: I own nothing in the Potter 'verse. If I did, well, you all know the drill (for those of you who don't, I would have married Tom Felton)
Author's Note – Just a poem I drummed up. I love writing poetry so let me know what you think! (This poem is Hermione, who once was in love with him, reflecting on Draco's death)
"A Lover's Lament"
My fallen lover, lying there on the unfeeling cement floor
Beaten and bloodied, his insides which gave him life tangled and choked
His hair matted over his flawless face, his eyes a cold stone gray with no spark of animation
His life was stolen by a murderous thief from him much too early
Never could he feel the sun's warmth again
Nor could he taste the exhilaration of flying
He is now nothing but a half – a body without its life-force
Thoughts of him swirl through my head
My eyes cloud up with images of him
My nose smells his scent all around me
My mouth tastes his kiss every moment of every day
My whole body misses him, craves for him, longs for him
My mind no longer can function, my sanity is slipping
What will I do without the person I live for?
All that love eats me up in inside like a candle melts wax
How can I express my love when he is gone and I am a shadow of what I used to be?
Slowly sliding towards the edge of the abyss
I can no longer fight off my grief
Soon I will tumble into the blackness
And join my love in a different kind of death
Author's PS- Okay, a little depressing, huh? If you think this is OOC for Hermione, I would wholeheartedly agree with you, so don't flame me for it. If anything, this is SUPPOSED to be OOC. Reviews and constructive criticism welcome.