Swoosh
It’s going on three years,
And I can’t forget that day.
Go write your heart out,
Is what you used to say.
.
I’m still reaching dreams,
That you didn’t get to see.
I’m still blessing people,
Through my poetry.
.
My thoughts are colliding,
I’m always asking why.
And I‘m always asking God,
When I look at the sky.
.
I’m left with the silence,
As I sit by your grave.
Thinking of how you died,
Exceeding the word brave.
.
To face that gunman,
Who held that S-K-S.
It hurts to remember;
You was shot in the chest.
.
They was looking for a hero,
And you gave them that.
I was looking for my friend,
And God took him back.
.
In the blink of an eye,
I lost my best friend.
It’s hard facing reality,
Not able to see you again.
.
My mind’s still spinning,
My heart’s pounding fast.
My whole life changed,
At the sound of the blast.
.
All my poetic accolades,
And my poetic gifts.
Mean nothing to me man,
Without you to share them with.
.
I miss how you pierced the calm,
With the beat of your drum.
My work's full of introspection,
But my emotions are numb.
.
And it’s hard to go on,
Without you in my life.
And I long for your help,
With my pain and strife.
.
On the edge of malfunction,
With my buttons all pushed.
Make the most of your lives;
It can be gone in a swoosh.
Copyright © Raul Moreno | Year Posted 2009
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