The dandelion sways in the violent wind,
something terrible is about to happen
The moon grows brighter, illuminating the earth.
The dandelion sways no more.
All is silent.
A small pitter-patter can be heard from afar.
that's the sound of blood hitting the floor
It grows louder and louder,
A blood trail seemingly appearing from thin air.
The dandelion sways once more.
A horrible screech can be heard from the clearing.
Metal scraping metal.
The killer comes once more.
The machete in his hand,Stained with red.
The wind is silent once again.
Shallow breaths can be heard from the road.
She huffs and puffs,
Her lungs burning for air.
she can't run anymore
The gap between her and the blade grow oh so smaller.
He lifts his arm,
Strikes once,
Strikes twice.
all is silent once more
Blood stains the clearing,
The moonlight reflecting from the puddles.
The dandelion sways once more.
The wind is angry.
Creating a storm.
The seed-bearing parachutes fly into the night sky,
and the dandelion is now bare.
As rain starts to pour,
The red on the floor begins to get washed away,
As the killer drags his victim out of sight.
And the dandelion sways no more.
A/N: I created this as a little writing challenge, and the word that inspired this was: Dandelion. I challenge you guys to write a poem for me! No prize, sadly, but I want to inspire you people! So! the prompt for your poem shall be: Rose.
You may either dm me your poem, or put down here in the comments! I will be watching and waiting! :) The best poem will be announced in my feed, and if given permission, I shall add it to this book, dedicated to the OA! So get writing! This contest ends December 1st 2020!
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Mostly Depressing Poetry
RandomSo, this is just a collection of my own personal poetry that I have created over the years... So yeah, feel free to read... Unless poetry isn't your thing, then why are you here? XD Oh well, your reading the description sooooo anyways, yeah. Adios!
