Staring down at the city
So peaceful from up above
Yet my heart feels burdened
And running empty on love
The tears of the suffering
Are in my every thought
And I am just one person
Looking down at this once beautiful city, now gone
The streets are deserted
No lights to shine a way
What life is left here not burning
Has been left to a temporary save
So as I stand here
Wings spread out for peace
For the many that lay weary
I will lay my life for them to be free
Poet’s Thoughts:
When we take the time to step back and appreciate what we have all around us, it is beautiful, breathtaking even. But sometimes we get greedy and the very thing we come to love, we also destroy. We find ourselves trying to pick up the pieces but it’s never the same like when we first have something, or when we first experience something. Yet, somewhere unknown to us there is always someone or some circumstance that brings us back to what we had forgotten.
I enjoyed this poem.
Virginia On May 30, 2016 8:18 AM, “CRISTINA ISABEL – AUTHOR/POET” wrote:
> cristinaisabelauthor posted: “Staring down at the city So peaceful from up > above Yet my heart feels burdened And running empty on love The tears of > the suffering Are in my every thought And I am just one person Looking down > at this once beautiful city, now gone The streets are” >
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