if the world is falling apart
and the bark on the trees is splitting
then let it come
if the wormhole makes the tides uneasy
and sucks all the leaves off the bushes
then accept its embrace
the animals would rather run and hide
than be among the stars
but the flowers would rather shine brighter up there
than turn rotten and regretful
in the poisoned soil
if the ground is caving in,
and it's just the butterflies left,
grant them their wish
and let them become angels
so they'll be free to fly forevermore
and once the earth is an empty, lifeless husk,
let it be consumed
and turned into something much more beautiful
than it ever could have been
trapped in this universe
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The sand and the sky || A collection of poems
PoetryExplore the world of poetry with me. Bare with me as I dive into the world of poems, putting my own spin on the thoughts that tirelessly drift across my mind. This is my book of poems, and I hope you love it as much as I do. "i will look at what...
