Is it gone? Is it Silent? My pulses beat <br />What is it a mock trick of the brain <br />Yet not, I thought I saw her stand <br />As a shadow, a speechless phantom with awe at my feet <br />And then like a lightning flashed vanished from the land <br />She is gone, and heaven start falling in gentle rain <br />When they should burst violently and drown with deluge storms <br />Uprooted sturdy trees; blown rocks into air as morsels grain <br />Turn the earth on its face and call upon it the vexed sea <br />The feeble vassals of tormented blood boiled with anger, love, lust <br />The little fragile robbed heart that knows not how to cope or to forgive <br />Summon God or devil to strike death and canker to be just <br />For I cannot breath <br /> <br /> <br /> copy rights 2010<br /><br />Nero CaroZiv<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/is-it-gone/
