WHAT DIFFERENCE WOULD IT MAKE?
darkness has blinded my vision ,as
people here there everywhere keep raging on eachother
FIGHT!cry,pain,love success as I walk past strangers
I see deep inside them a spark which can kill
the darkness outside.
I stand on my windowsill and watch the
world change,the wind still flows
on my face bringing their screams and the sun shines high
whispering secrets I shall never discover.
I WATCH !when will this sorrow end but then again.....
what difference would it make,one day death will block our way
taking us beyound somewhere I don't know
PEACEFULLY it arrives uninvited,unwanted like my school
bell ringing at the end of the day but when death rings its bell it is our time
to proceed to somewhere maybe I don't know......
resting in peace maybe somewhere faraway i complete this poem,all i see
is the blue sky ,nothing more has left of me but I promise to be there for you present in the winds.
flashes of my life appear as i exhale for one last time...............................
YOU ARE READING
what difference would it make?
Poetrya sad poem though yet conveys a message hidden beneath someone's heart its just not something usual,read on to find if it really does make a difference to you.........
