Millions of years into the future,
it is as if you never existed.
Foot prints washed away
by tides,
stories passed on and on
so that
you are forgotten.
But deep down, into the Earth
you find
the remains of the civilization
that no longer exists.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry
ПоэзияA bunch of poems that I have written. As you read more of the poems, the style changes as I change. This is a time capsule for my poetry.
