It is the moment you have.
Read: pick up a thought and leave your mark-
Make a difference



Today the hair came down
The youth went out
And a son was born,
The new became old
And the old died.

At his bedside, the tears flooded the room
And the pain was suffocating.
Hearts ripped out,
By the hands of their owners
beat their last
and were tossed into history

Memories were born again
And stories came alive with nostalgia
The one who had been all
Had died with all he had.
Living had been his doing,
And all was on his shoulders

Stuck in their grieving minds,
The wails were too quietly detonating,
That no one heard his loudly whispered laugh.


Myne Whitman said...

This is really deep, quite emotional too.

Flossy said...

Thank you so much! Keep reading.