View of the world...

by Christine   Dec 26, 2005


I Could not see past the waters.
Even the forest has begun to die.
and the grounds burn in flames.
The sun does not rise at all.

The view of the destuction,
was something not worth waiting for
Even if the sun burnt out,
and the waters stop flowing.

If the stars fell down,
and if the moon bleed blood,
If the sky turned black as darkness
and the air smelt like death.

The shadows grow more deadly.
The lights been blocked by the, darkness itself.
Nothing can survive,whats still left of the world,now the view was appeared.

This world is what will happen to us
Everyone will betray what they loved
and demolish all the Love in the world,turn it to nothing but ashes.

When the wind blows tornados,
The ashes will hover in the dangerous gust it has created,
The smell will be soaked in the air as well as all the decay.
Everything will be lifeless like before the begining,and the war will begin like the end.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Rich

    Christine - I love how you write! You capture so much in so few words! I hope you will write some more. I miss seeing your poems! Always!