When i no longer feel my heartbeat,

I sense the wind is getting into my skin,

It slowly blows and runs into my veins,

As i hear its soft whisper,

Suddenly, it awakens my senses.

As I hear scattered sounds everywhere,

I saw leaves lifted up in the air.

They're like catching one another.

As the dust follows its pattern,

Its direction I can hardly trace.

As I realized that I'm gasping for air,

I now feel my heart beating.

As I tried to regulate my heartbeat,

I now notice, I can only roll my eyeballs,

Then I happened to read a large sign that reads, 'E.R.



***12252009***

By: A.M.B.A.

Anna Mae Angana

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-day-to-ponder/