Time to Think.

A special poem.

The hour, the minute, 

Everything stands still.

The clock isn't tiking,

And the colorless planet slowly cease to turn.

In the smoggy city,

People on the streets stop walking, cars stop moving.

The wind stops blowing and the rain stops falling.

The Guitar and the Piano feel that it's time

To pause their melodical date for a while.

In the bloody war,

There's no crying, there's no laughing.

Soldiers look at each other, guns in their hands.

No shooting, no yelling,

Only peace in their minds.

The rivers stop flowing to the sea,

And the birds stop singing.

The world patiently stops. And wait for my next move.

And then I understand.

I was just thinking about you.

When I wake to reality

The minute as turn into hours,

And the planet, now filled with intense colors,

Becomes Ours.

Author's Note

Please let me know If you find any mistakes..
Reviews and Comments are appreciated.

Reviews

Wow. It's amazing how when you get caught up thinking about the person you love, time seems to stand still and nothing else seems to matter. Good job. :)