Return If Possible -Mh370 (Missing Malaysian’s Plane) Poem by collins annor

We keep vigil,
But there is no eagle to see where the sunset,
Either from the middle or from our sad giggles

Prayers to the passengers on MH370
Who remain lie beneath the ocean, salty.
And dreams unsaid vanished shortly.

I pray for the 239 missing souls,
Some on-board on a trip home,
And some with thoughts closed.

Some seeking new life
Ironically death became their strive,
Visions lost in the oceans crime

Engineering the thought of a man,
Drowned in the oceans near not the beach sand
Will he ever again see the east sun?

Tears flowing against nowhere,
When scribblers scribbled their last fear
And dropped in the oceans somewhere

With hope of seeing their sons,
Coupled with bliss to again hold their hands
All disappeared in the missing plan

Late to dine on a honeymoon,
Dressed to dance in their wedding shoes
But left with nothing, not even clues.

On the way to new jobs,
To fix electronic coughs
Now, left with uncontrollable sobs.

I pray for workers from FREESCALE,
Didn’t make the day on a trip stay,
Tears semi-conducts I openly wale.

Lost generations leave us hopeless,
Our hearts meet them in darkness
Wish we could call them from the lifeless

I pray for the families of the lost,
For the one who will forever wonder in thoughts
For the fatherless and for the motherless tongues
And for the voice that will never stop the songs
The songs of pains, neglects and prick of thorns.

We keep vigil,
Hoping to find though seems impossible,
But the best answer is God is able.