Hope is the dream of fallen leaves <br />Tornadic winds snaps the buds of May <br />To witness the last hour of breath <br />Spring love gives up its tender soul. <br /> <br />A sickness that no one speaks its name <br />From fear of more pain tormenting the fallen <br />As they lay in bed suffering from its swells <br />No soul or body should bare such calamity <br /> <br />When Gods ears silent to prayers from the heart <br />And dreams shutter the spine of youth <br />No parent is capable to deliver to the grave <br />The breath they birthed after their own <br /> <br /> Left behind aging hearts guilt for life <br /> Cycle interrupted when the devil becomes God. <br /> <br />April 14th 2014 <br />Copyright Leaking Pen 2014<br /><br />Leaking Pen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fallen-leaves-12/
