There's a sadness in the winds today...
As if mourning the loss of someone dear...
And the sun refuses to shine bright...
Hides in the grey clouds... cries in fear...
I can't hear the birds... They have ceased to sing...
There is an unsettling sorrow in the air ...
A journey which has forgotten the end...
And a weary traveler seeks in despair...
Loss of childhood... loss of love...
Oh what have we gained instead...?
So much to have done... so much still left...
And the road's just getting lonely ahead...
When the magic has gone out from the world...
And so many goodbyes were yet to be said...
What is it that you'll remember forever..?
What is it that will make you afraid?
The wise man said live today...
For tomorrow is an illusion sure...
But we still spend a life in search of it...
And a life of not living we silently endure...
And oh if only you had learnt...
That life is a strange game we have to play...
Make every move... Take every chance...
'Coz today will soon be yesterday...
So cheer up and love and live this moment...
Until the sun sets on your days...
And if you're asked if you lived without regrets...
Your answer would be forever... 'Always'...
This poem is dedicated to Alan Rickman who brought to life one of my favorite characters... Professor Snape... The world indeed seems emptier today...
As if mourning the loss of someone dear...
And the sun refuses to shine bright...
Hides in the grey clouds... cries in fear...
I can't hear the birds... They have ceased to sing...
There is an unsettling sorrow in the air ...
A journey which has forgotten the end...
And a weary traveler seeks in despair...
Loss of childhood... loss of love...
Oh what have we gained instead...?
So much to have done... so much still left...
And the road's just getting lonely ahead...
When the magic has gone out from the world...
And so many goodbyes were yet to be said...
What is it that you'll remember forever..?
What is it that will make you afraid?
The wise man said live today...
For tomorrow is an illusion sure...
But we still spend a life in search of it...
And a life of not living we silently endure...
And oh if only you had learnt...
That life is a strange game we have to play...
Make every move... Take every chance...
'Coz today will soon be yesterday...
So cheer up and love and live this moment...
Until the sun sets on your days...
And if you're asked if you lived without regrets...
Your answer would be forever... 'Always'...
This poem is dedicated to Alan Rickman who brought to life one of my favorite characters... Professor Snape... The world indeed seems emptier today...
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