Decay City

Year poem was written: 2014

Cracked ruins collect dust and mold,
as they are buried by time.
Silence rings loudly across each wall,
echoing an eerie sound of desolation.

Rust encroaches and grows throughout the land,
like a plague of neglect.
Builders of a once great utopia have vanished,
with only an imprint of their time left.

This home of ghosts and whispers is known as,
decay city.

Reviews

[Kiwi.jh]

This is really good! Your use of figurative language and word choice makes for a really amazing piece! I can tell your a great writer, and If its not too much to ask but, would you mind maybe checking out my writing, and giving a little feedback.