Hey guys, Kit here! This is one poem of many I will posting. This is an original, so please enjoy!
A world left without a voice
a soul gone from the home you know
only sound is noise, endless noise
and fifty million years to come, the same
The chill is back and here it will remain
a fire dies and leaves, forever, forever
dark in peace, but still will stay
the warmth spreads, but color doesn't return
The silence breaks, if only for a moment
a soft but deafening sound, there, then not
and stillness returns and then, nothing
forever and always, until the end, nothing
The only color in the world is dark
it covers everything, clouds it from view
never, will the color fade, only darken
until the ends of the earth, forever
Heres another poem. Again this has no name. Ciao for Now!