The Repercussion Poem by Hajaarh Muhammad Bashar

At first
Her eyes closed
Fighting to breath
Struggling to see
Her breathe became shallow
And then it hallowed
With no respiration
But out of desperation
And extreme determination.

She fought and struggle,
snuggled and fade
Wallowing in tears
Fears and regrets.

And now
She is taking her last breathe
The Last of her last breed
Sharp and slow
Painful and sinful
Her breath was drawn.
Foams cascaded her nostril
As blood oozed from her eyes
Her body pale and white
she was breathing her last.

She cried and fought
But no comfort
Regret filled her heart
She had loved the world
and all it hearth
Forgetting to live
Now she is to leave.

The time is over,
but she wants to get back,
In despair or aspair
She wants to relive it
And remember to revive it.

it's over,
it's over
Her life is over
Her time is gone
And her soul would soon fade
Into oblivion
Away from existence.....