WHEN THE UNEXPECTED HAPPENS -narrative story He was my friend and I was his we loved ourselves like bread and cheese. We use to move around like bees with smiles and cheers like little kids. We dream to live forever as one like two great heirs of a tigers son. But time came then to prove us wrong with a shock news of ailing lung(s). Within short while it became worst that death became the only must. And so, he died without a parting bye except for a loud-final sigh. My tears became the juice to sip as we low him into soil deep. With heart as heavy as a ton of sand I lost myself to the mourning land. #FICTION #WhatCanWordsDo ##### This poem (when the unexpected happens) is a simple poem of a tragedic ending. A poem inwhich the dominant device is rhyme. Aa, Bb, Cc... A poem that telling us indirectly that life is not a bed of roses. A poem that informs us about CHANGE. A poem on friendship, emotions, loss, life and mourning. for the fact that we are only the child of the present, and that no-man knows the sons of tomorrow we need to be conscious of our dealings and affairs. Even If we think that life for us isnt rosy enough as expected today, our task is to keep striving, not lossing hope in a new tomorrow that is on the way. Change, they say is constant.
Posted on: Sat, 08 Mar 2014 06:50:54 +0000
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