Has nature been forgotten like innocence and tarnished wings?
Do we have a choice: Look not but fear, the blackened pendulum swings.
Will I ever again feel beauty from a lonely whipporwills song? Or must I wait forever and then know that it is gone?
I walk on earth; bleached empty cracks; see the trees in pain;th sky shrouded in a sea of endless black...
I get down on my knnes in prayer and look up towards the sky. Only to be met by natures death and a ravens tearful eye.
Do we have a choice: Look not but fear, the blackened pendulum swings.
Will I ever again feel beauty from a lonely whipporwills song? Or must I wait forever and then know that it is gone?
I walk on earth; bleached empty cracks; see the trees in pain;th sky shrouded in a sea of endless black...
I get down on my knnes in prayer and look up towards the sky. Only to be met by natures death and a ravens tearful eye.
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graveyard:
nice job 
silvereve:
I will have to admit that the words you are write are beautiful. However, what you could be writing about (although I know it's not) could be about the mints in mens urinals and I wouldn't see it coming. Poem are beautiful but to understand their meaning just goes right over my head. It saddens me. Could you please explain your poem to the poetic challenged? 