IF ONLY:
(suppose that humans were left without plants on earth?)
The land was barren.
Raw.
Only the cold steels and concretes survived.
The world in silent chaos.
A frozen shadow of what was once there.
The damp air
Humid without heat
Dipped in a poison
The ghosts still without suspect.
I remember the day she was there.
Her warmth flowing,
The iris in her eye,
Always knowing.
Her warm brown hair.
The smell of sleep.
Yet we used her.
And now look what
we received.
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um... hi~
this poem is kinda weird, and it's sorta more focused on the structure .
while making it, i tried to make the "messed up world" part uncomfortable to read
while i wanted to make the part about mother nature and the beauty
of nature rhyme and have more rhythm so it was
comfortable to read. anyway--
it's my birthday coming up :)
i'm honestly quite scared that i'm gonna mess it up by
being dramatic and getting scared and i'm not gonna have fun.
i don't want to go to my birthday
because i'm so scared of talking to people
which is.. fun...
thanks
<3
