This is a poem I wrote in English. I wanted to post it in deviantart as I thought it was good but it is not a good time to upload this. Just read the poem and you will understand why. If you think you know, post the reason in the comments section below.
Funeral.
Rainstorms on my siblings' cheeks,
The upside-down smiles, the black dresses.
Had only they knew I was still clinging on to them,
If only they could see my spirit,
Their hearts would not be broken.
My children.
The healing smiles on their faces,
Killing the pain,
Sewing the torn pieces of heart together,
Saving each other from the black ocean,
The hopeless feeling.
Spirit