Always it trembles when my eyes are closed,
My stomach churns,
My hands feel cold.
All around me eyes filled with fear,
In search for Calm that doesn't appear.
Frantic murmurs of prayers are heard,
Appeal of heart, soul and word,
Few things evoke such diligence,
As when in a plane through turbulence.
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4 comments:
waw~
A nice take.
Me like. :) You write real well.
Just dropping by to wish you a Selamat Hari Raya ...
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