The Other World

Clouds of empty grey stretch endlessly across the black void of sky

Angels hold their breath as the dawn begins her daily mourning

The icy teardrops pierce the earth’s icy flesh like the end of a knife

Slowly, they soak through the surface and invade the soul of the body

 

The lifeless trees silently remember the sun, always warm upon them

Still waters ripple as the teardrops disturb their frozen slumber

Soulless shades of blacks, guilty grays, and bruised blues calm them

As the world of statues slowly breaks up, apart, and far away

 

Walking among the dying grass, looking for any sign of lost hope

You hear a cracking in the limbs of a nearby fallen timber

And your heart races with a new faith and you learn how to cope

With the disappointment of being alone in this freezing world

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Shantel Moore]

i really enjoy reading your poems :)

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haunting ..but uttering enchanting write..vivid, strong descriptive phrasing..lovely work

[Sweets]

I loved the way how you described the images in your mind.
You drew that vivid image in my head!
Such a great work!
100/100 :)

[Arsenic Nemesis]

Very chilling and well written, really enjoyed the imagery in this, keep up the good work~

[YouoweYoupay]

Wow! Dark, Haunting, And beautifully mystical it made me shudder inside. Thumbs up.

[Robert]

theres alot to this poem, alot of words. i think that this poem would be much more interesting if you wentt through and leave only what you like the most