Barren wastelands,
A flower is blooming.
Skylines flattened,
The wind sings upon it.
Destruction kisses sorry prayers,
The sun shifts his lovers hues.
Simmering flames,
The water shimmers in gilded tones.
YOU ARE READING
poetry of a pitiful 'poet'
PoetryA collection of poems i've written while being partially asleep and/or on the bus to school. Eng/Ger
