She was an unpredictable force
Bringing inevitable destruction
In the grounds below.
And those tethered to such gravity,
Were those most compromised.
So when buildings fell and tumbled,
And mountains had erode into canyons-
Into blankets of ash and dust-
She found her calm,
Her peace,
In the silence of her ruins.
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Polaroids Lost in Time
PoetryOriginal poems, short stories and lost polaroids. Some sad and others bittersweet.