Aftermath

krutarth

The fog reddens,

and the air,

pungent; sulfur laden,

spreads in all four cardinals.

 

the dew once see through,

crystal clear; dyes,

to a rosy velvet.

 

This air, it's;

murderous,

I would breathe water.

  • Author: krutarth (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 27th, 2022 23:18
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • L. B. Mek

    the best poetry, at least for me
    is when I like a write
    without being able to identify
    'Why'..
    (thanks for sharing
    words to contemplate, for sure)



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