No answersA Poem by Ana B.my first poem i ever wrote.... Why is the wind always crying? Singing trough the clouds his solemn song His lyrics demised through birds that are flying Its simple really - he has no home... Why is the sun always shining? Blindfolding us with his glorious halo For we won't see what he's hiding Its simple really - he's always alone... Why is the moon always singing? Like a coaxing siren who'll never cease Gifting us with a quivering feeling Its simple really - she's lost her peace... Why we humans are living in denial? That the wind is homeless, the sun is alone Nobody's been never able to be impartial But before we have a chance to prove it to the world - we're gone.. ...and then, all that's left is dust... Carried by the wind, carresed by the sun Without any reason this dust will be oust Cause with no ending, nothing really began... That way flows the spring of eternity Limitless in the universe's plot Its source is resting in eternal serenity But we are nothing but the sky's dot... © 2014 Ana B.Reviews
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