WINGS

 

The night was peacefully quiet,

As the stars stood in the sky,

My heart was not being in a riot,

As the moment seize as I gazed in her eyes.

 

We stood underneath the lamppost,

As tears rolled down her cheek,

Her soul was invisible as a ghost,

As the hotness was something I seek.

 

She was an angel from above,

As I hold on to her tightly as I love,

That I would bring happiness to her,

With the barrette that she wear.

 

It was a moment in time that change,

That we would live forever as we were arranged,

That we would bear a household,

While life was starting to unfold.

 

I could see the desire in her laugh,

It all added up just like in math,

That we would be soul mates,

As she would carry on our traits.

 

Now the night is disturbed,

As there is a complete darkness,

They have set out a living curb,

To destroy life moments as they are heartless.

 

I stand under her wings,

As the crying doesn’t stop,

Her spirit is present as it sings,

While the closeness is still tied in a knot.

 

Moments in time have been vanishing,

As creation of life has been banishing,

She burns with orange flames,

As life will never be the same.