The Missing Plane Mh:370

They left with happy faces They were people from different places They boarded with their cases Packed them into their spaces The beautiful MH370 took off Like the ball in golf Just like a playoff That i will be a tragedy they never thought of There last words were "alright good night" Everything seemed alright We thought it would be a normal flight That we would hear of its arrival during the morning light Indeed you never know The last time you will se someone and again say hello But that was a painfull way to go What a hard unforgettable blow Tears brimmed our eyes Hoping they were just lies Waited for updates from sunset to sunrise And the World was loud,louder of cries Hijacking,sabotage were the consideres posibbilities The mental health of the pilots were the liabilities Terrorism the act of hostility Not knowing the reality Our hearts felt like they were wrapped in a blanket of nails Pain erupted from each side of the body for no details Like a farmer who always fails Hoping the end will be like the fairytales It was still the missing plane To find it know one knew when Like a flower the feeling blossomed of pain We just hoped to see the loved ones again Our hope was then flushed By the heartbreaking news with pain we felt stuffed When we heard some even collapsed That in the indian ocean it crushed BY ME. :)