When the world stops
and the stars disappear,
raindrops fall with no thoughts of tears.
When the world goes on,
passing your existence by,
You give up on saying hi as you see more goodbyes.
When the world's silent
you just want time with yourself.
To escape the noise.
The human silence.
To escape the prejudice
The human understanding.
To escape the expectation.
The human achievement.
When the world dies
you feel as if a part of you did too.
But there was always that Love
And wherever it resides
the forces of life therein lie.
April 12th, 2012
A/N: Edited- May 20th, 2020
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Ambience (Poetry Book 2)
PoetryRandom thoughts from different moments on various things for infinite reasons. This is my second book of poetry with the first, "Poems of the Atmos". Unless mentioned otherwise, none of the photos are mine. The book cover was made by me with Canva a...
