Send Private Message
Conspiracy of silence

Within this conspiracy of silence,
Death descends, from the blue skies.
Taking what is hers.
To set free and give life.
Time is changing yet again.
The wynd brings the new,
sends forth the old and lost.
Strange. And yet more beautiful than before.
I wish your tears could be forgotten.
But I can only wish,
for the end of this silence.

Please visit our sponsors.
Click Here to Visit our Sponsor

**Members Click Here If You Would Recommend This Poem** - Poetry Main - More Poetry by Astaria

The address of this page is: