19 April 2012
They shoot, like stars,
Into the sky, to show what?
Nobody knows but this,
Shows miracles, in action,
Show pain, through explosion,
The boom deafens and surprises,
Like a gun shot in the sky, bang!
Making you forget the sparkles,
That rain like diamonds,
That shine like diamonds,
That explode with an array,
Colours spill, colours fly,
Disappear for a second but then,
The bang reminds you of what,
Just happened, the display that occurred,
Disappearing into a cloud, into mist,
To float, to fly, to cloud over the nights sky,
To leave the smell of fire, and a smoke of promise,
Left from what?
Those shining miracles, those shining diamonds,
That rush towards you, almost,
But not quite touching you, radiating heat,
Radiating smoke, and hope,
From those that pray and those that want,
For their problems to disappear, like
The smoke that just left, and
The image now forgotten from,
That they call, the firework,
Firework • Opuss № I