Through fear they cling to the top not knowing when they're going to drop for this is the last harvest last crop, as the scared fill the shops shelves empty of what they need not want but to little to late there's a set date, families come close to await there fate, the crumbling governments that held them up waring over how to fill there cups storing the last we've got now the land is Baron and hot the sea's are higher the trees are not the clips are empty the the last bullet was shot, then those who fell from the top have nothing just dirt and rock, now the earth is taking back what it lost now the world feels its strongest gusts and heaviest rain to purge the land and start again, the spheres adjust the earth repairs from great rain great gust now the world is free from envy, glutton and lust now life's below an icy crust now the earth is safe it was just enough.
First poem ever if you get this far how was it
T.A.C
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Author:
no_way_back_to (
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- Comment from author about the poem: First time please comment I am not very good with punctuation so if you have a good imagination you might have to insert your own punctuation
- Category: Nature
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Very well said. You have talent and potential. Keep up the good work.
Thanks for the comment
Do not hold back poems just because of grammar, its flow and meaning and how the individual interprets the words,great job!
Cheers I'll give it another try
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