Poetry

Poetry

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The old garden

It ended in less than an hour,

The earthly happiness that i must devour,

Sitting there i remember your sweet smiles,

I hear their sweet cries, laughs and solve their tough trails,

In my heart the memories are stamped,

As deep as it makes my heart cramped,

His soft voice of soothing words engrave my soul,

He wiped off any feelings that i had of foul,

When it was, between his arms was my security

I’d absorb the tranquil and light he had as my priority,

Knocking on the doors of my family, they open with comfort

I provide all i had of good will and ask for anything to sort,

Then i walk out of the door with thanking,

Not a moment had i stopped thinking,

But a sudden blast had come and ended it all,

He came unto me through his thoughts, when i saw the house fall,

Despite the scream of the engines of planes that fly

He gave a voice of a calm weep of goodbye,

At just one second it was history,

Tears too heavy to be kept inside against my story

Now a town of ghostly presence is what i see,

But i walk straight to the never ending road that was made soft for me

I pass the black land that lay on me as a burden,

i will lift the rocks of houses that stood back then,

Using it to build new houses when i pass by,

And yes indeed the walls will be high!