Her touch gave life
His touch took it away
She spread happiness to the spaces her aura covered
While are the places he tread on filled with the ambience
With utter melancholy
She danced to living while he celebrated to dying
Her songs, her songs were the air to our lungs
and beats, And The beats of our heart,
while his
His songs were soldiers who died fighting
the war, a mother who lost her child, the
guy who gave up his life or the girl who waskilled in the honor of killing.
(She was) life and (he was) death
They were complete opposite and yet,
life couldn’t do without death as death
couldn’t do without life.
She was the LIGHT to his DARKNESS
The yin to the yang
The white to the back
The object to its shadow
The her to him.
He followed her everywhere she went
ASTOUNED by the beauty of life
She was a MIRACLE
The great Chicago fire who’s flames with the lives of others
and Death
and DEATH couldn't help but fall in love with her
He longed her
He wanted her light to fade his darkness
Her bliss to doff his desolation
He wanted to be like her. HAPPY loved
by all.
Warm and not cold
A friend not a foe
And when finally life noticed him and
came to his arms
When finally life returned him his love
back and embraced his being…
HER LIGHT….FADED, her life
ESCAPED. HER WINGS stopped
flapping and happiness…. Drowned.
Death watched her …. Stupefied.
He watched her surrender and loose her
essence
He tried; he tried to save her light,
He tried to make her alive…. helplessly
as she turned to a ghost of who she was
While death wanted her to be like life,
Life became one of him.
Therewith everything seemed fallen and death’s purpose for the moment shattered.
Something...... something suddenly passed him by
leaving traces of joys behind
Death looked up and saw her
An angel in disguise
With new purport and spirits high
Death fell in love
AGAIN
In love with another life.
If you loved this poem support me by upvoting and following me!☺️❤️
