Eternal Demise

The fading sun is swallowed by the dark
and through the ruins of this paper my pen walks

Into the grave went all of inks dreams
and ever silenced were their feeble screams

Only dust remains of seven billion poems

And never again will they rise
Eternal demise



By Samantha Pruitt

Reviews

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Kinda makes me think of th opportunities I love to create a poem cause I didn't write down my thought when it entered my head then lost it later.