Malike Seymenoglu

I am posting my poems on Family Friend Poems because in the midst of my suffering from my husband’s death, I turned to poetry to relieve myself from melancholy as well as emptiness.
After spending many sleepless nights reading poems on Family Friend Poems, I resonated powerfully with those who lost their loved ones. Their reflection on death helped me to come to terms with my beloved husband’s traumatic exit from this world. I stopped crying and started expressing my own feelings with mournful poems. I found poetic compositions can articulate pain with such an elegance, prose just cannot cut it.
Poems are usually filled with passion; it is always thought-provoking and can be interpreted in many different ways. Getting familiar with other people’s poetic thoughts can encourage you to alter your world view and more readily accept reality.
I cannot dance to save my life, but I am trying to enable my words to rock and roll on paper. As the French poet Paul Valery pointed out, prose was walking, poetry dancing, so poetry is my saviour.
The photo here was taken a year before my husband’s death, life seemed perfect then. Now a year after my husband’s departure, I am not sure if my profoundly disabled daughter is even aware that her father is never coming back.