Words floating,
In despair in attic surface,
spoken with notion,
to breathe in your thoughts,
agonising stare,
burned to ashes
buried in peace,
beneath the snows,
you became a different,
while pointing,
Your sword to me,
and amazed over,
the abrupt turning,
when the earth,
Slipped from your feet.
.
Rafique Farooqi
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-it-became-different/
