What is it about death
That it creeps so silently
One whisper, one breath
The thief steals the light
Leaves the shell behind…
That which was stolen
One can never find
A warm living pulsating heart
Turns into a stone
Memories and the tears run dry
A little bird who couldnt fly
Flies away
Yet the heart refuses to believe that it is the end of tale
No logic works
All arguments fail.
Why does it seem that its gone
Thr heart says it is some where around
Eyes search for the form.
Ears search for the sound.
Hoping for a miracle …yet the Gods heed any prayer
Doubts assail, wondering if that power is really there
Or are we inconsequential specks in an indifferent universe
The feelings so deep seem like a curse.
World goes on and no one to blame
As though the universe just played a silly little game.
How does the heart beat for someone so fast
That you start hoping that the moment would forever last
But look again…that tiny second has already passed.
The sand slips quietly from the hands
The empty fist remains
The wounds of time…
And time heals the pain…
Till then the heart cries
And before you know……………
You get absorbed in life’s lows and highs
Time flies
– Shailaza
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