lovita j r morang - painless

Wounds that bleeds nomore, <br />Painless the flesh; <br /> <br />Succumbed the spirit, <br />Awaiting to be awakened. <br /> <br />Soul moves hardly, <br />Like- <br />a dry leaf waiting, <br />For the fall of the dew. <br /> <br />And I saw the dew drops <br />Falling smiling <br />On the leaf of the life <br />Through the window of hopes…<br /><br />lovita j r morang<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/painless-6/