Poems of Mine

I ask for freedom

I ask for freedom for the ones that left

No I am not in the state of deft

Everything has to go one day

So accept it with a graceful say

Death takes away all the things

That matter in time and being

Death is a reality which one does not accept

Things that are left to be seen

Do not fear death as it will come along

It will be the end of your wonderful song

But a start of another life for sure!

AngelL.