it was not what i expected;

it was not what you expected;

it was not what they expected,

but above earth, it was expected.

the sun tried to shine but the clouds poured salty tears;

the birds tried to fly but the day dragged them to their nests;

the wind tried to cool me down but the feeling was gloomy;

boisterous laughter would rise up but the next minute, it died;

the day changed and it changed our plans.

tragedy, always so surprising.

he never leave any warning nor message;

he never knock on the door nor ring the bell;

he never write a name in advance;

tragedy, he love surprises.

alas, hades! how could you steal the candle of life?

it is too early for you to send your messenger;

it is too early for you to put her under your duties;

it is too early for she still have missions to accomplish;

i despise you for you took the light!

her playful light vanished with the cold air,

now i have no light to accompany me;

life is unfair but not you,

all is fair with you;

her duties on earth is done,

now it is her time to accomplish her duties with you;

wherever you ought to shelter her;

may she be safe and sound with you.

ihre erinnerungen werden für immer nicht vergessen;

das ist für sie, das ist für sie;

sie sind für imm

er in unseren herzen.

Labels: poem, sadness, thoughts, tragedy

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