poetry - I am standing

I am standing
Among the dead
Which has entered the heart
Until the tears turn cold

I smell your kiss
Twenty-one years ago
In different time periods
In an unreal moment of goodbye

So clear crying
Regret that can drain
You tell it from your lips
Until my soul wails too

You !
Nobody
And still my brother
Even though I was never there

At the end of your life
You and me
Like twins at different ages
And people always say it wrong

In assessing my behavior
Twenty-one years now
This hair has turned white
Make evidence and witnesses

For a blossoming family life
Even though what I'm wearing is becoming more and more real
But I always miss it
My quarrel and affection

Calm down there, sis
Let me do the etching
Poetry stories and family poems
Until people no longer insult him