The aroma of life has long been expired <br />Wispering sounds of silence can be heard everywhere <br />The darkness now seemed like a tunnel without light <br />The vision of uncertainy has long been blinded <br />Doves now seem to know, the long wait has ended <br />The wings no longer have to be repaired <br />For a moments glance it seemed havoc then tranquil <br />The windows of pain have surendered <br />The beauty has now finally elapsed into its own cocoon <br />The rage of its turmoil has ended <br /> <br /> In memeory of my father as he entered his fianal journey <br /> <br />BonnieCollins<br /><br />Bonnie Collins<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-defete/
