Poem -
Remnants of the sun
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Upon these steps steep
Look up
Near the church
Walking upon these cobbled streets
Through the once woods
Now mere concrete pourings
Cry for me
There is no soul left
Only man made hate
~
Look upward to the sun
Through the glass walls
The noise is deafening
I am but
Dying in the noise of a truck
Bring back my rock and mud
~
Today is a blue sky
Tomorrow a dead sun
~
Motorbike motor
Across this dead road
Where are my trees
That once reached for the sky
~
Cry for me
The earth left on its own, and
A soul left in remnants of the sun
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Comments
My goodness JAI MASTERS!!.... this is straight up impeccable perspective......a beautiful summation of the loss of beauty ........this is truly fine poetry......a continuity of sadness called to the forefront by glimpsing that which has been taken away from the soul of the already accepted beauty that surrounds us....... and the fact that man is not taking careful care of the abundance afforded him before his birth into this existence...... stunning work brother poet!!...... can't help but applaud this one !!.......PINNED.......I'm diggin' your ink my friend!!.......LOVE and ROCKETS!!.....T xo
Pity I write of earth problems
Tony. Poetry is my fav reflection tool
as we dwindle away in the concrete jungle.
Luv Jai:)
beautiful amazing write
Thank you lovely Lisa knower of truth
the earth is unique. Man is evil.
Ouch &
thanks
have a lovely day & night
Jai:)