You met them beneath the willow tree.
They were ethereally beautiful
They were timeless, ageless
They were there since the start of time
But what drew you to them
Were their eyes
That held so much sorrow
As if mourning for the world
'Save me', they pleaded
Nothing more than a mere murmur
But you heard them alright
And yet you did nothing
Centuries passed and those soft words
Died out to whispers before
Gradually fading away into nothing
Silence was their loudest scream.
A thousand years have passed since that day
You stand once again beneath the willow tree
Only to see the once luscious sea of green
Reced into a dead, barren desert
Branches swaying limply
Caught in the grieving howl of the wind
Gone was the lustre of life.
You live on
Knowing your inevitable fate
You fight on
Knowing that it's too late
You suffer on
Knowing that your ignorance was the cause
You dream on
Of a world that could have been
But never will be.
YOU ARE READING
euphoric pandemonium
Poetry♪waves cease to ebb in the mind of a nameless bird that sings, let me guide you into a delve of the little things.♪
