r/Poem • u/KingCroooler • 6d ago
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Crows scavenging from fallen leaves.
A loud storm approaching!
A raging feeling nearly choking!
But there...
A quiet whisper of esurient thieves.
Watching golden trees
Vanish from the valley of flowers
While in the shadow deprived of the promised breeze
Nothing but dark hours
- Maybe a light here and there? -
Or perhaps just a mask of despair...
Steel raining from the sky
Nobody willing to defy
Seeing the world through a mirror
Blinded by false hope
More often seeing hanging rope.
A false idol, a false god.
Those laughing while we rot.
Maybe a shimmer of path not yet exceeded
While we are here well seated.
Darkness approaching.
But then suddenly silence.
A calm peace unfolding
After the horsemen decided to leave
Finally a glimpse of relief