Death of our world

Death of our world

A Poem by Courtney Hough

The world is so small from here,

as i'm walking into my dreams.

letting go of reality,

letting go of everything.

 

I walk through these lands,

nothing but my hearts desire.

love, animals, peace and tranquility,

i decide to stay for awhile.

 

Wearing a gorgeous dress of pure white,

i sit on the green hill.

While alone with peaceful creatures,

sitting together so still.

 

"Why can't the world be this way?"

I softly ask to the sky.

Nothing's hurting, no wrongs,

nothing has to die.

 

The hill starts to turn,

as peace slides away.

"You cannot leave,

on this hill you must stay."

 

A voice rang out,

as she slowly appeared.

Mother nature in all her glory,

she spoke calming and clear.

 

"I wish the world was like your dreams,"

she spoke as red slowly crept in.

"Instead we have smoke and darkness,

and hate is starting to win."

 

She was so beautiful,

her skin was green and soft.

Beautiful blue hair,

and a long dress made of moss.

 

"What are we watching?" I asked,

"Both of our worst dreams,

It's my death and destruction,"

She says as to my arm she clings.

 

We watch the pollution,

of seas turning black.

People who don't care,

so they turn there back.

 

Trees cut down,

animals thoughtlessly killed.

people destroying her,

with their free will.

 

More start to gather round us,

"thank you all for being here."

she says to them,

"This is all of our fear."

 

"What can we do?"

A voice rang out.

"Change their ways?"

Our mother answered back with doubt.

 

She was becoming weak,

as we watched them continue on.

"They know what they're doing,

yet they don't call it wrong."

 

Our mother fell to the ground,

while hundreds surrounding her.

But we are not enough.

as billions are her murderer.

 

She looks up as us,

"Thank you for being here,

and for always caring about me."

She starts to close her eyes with a tear.

 

Our mother disappears,

and so does our island of green.

as billions come to destroy us as well,

to feed their machines.

© 2016 Courtney Hough


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A very important write Courtney... I loved the way you described the way humans destroying our mother earth... We are all playing a role behind it somehow, yet don't call our deeds as wrong... Your descriptions of serenity and a peaceful green island was so beautiful, and how your converse with nature there was another superb part... People say all nor lost yet and we can still save this planet but when will we save it? After it disappeared?

Excellent write dear frnd...

Sincerely
Dhiman

Posted 7 Years Ago


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I definitely think that was a lovely poem, and a tragic story.

Posted 7 Years Ago


The world is so small from here,
as i'm walking into my dreams.
letting go of reality,
letting go of everything.
 
i love this verse . how make each line rhymes
great job
.
keep it up

Posted 7 Years Ago


A very important write Courtney... I loved the way you described the way humans destroying our mother earth... We are all playing a role behind it somehow, yet don't call our deeds as wrong... Your descriptions of serenity and a peaceful green island was so beautiful, and how your converse with nature there was another superb part... People say all nor lost yet and we can still save this planet but when will we save it? After it disappeared?

Excellent write dear frnd...

Sincerely
Dhiman

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I absolutely love it! it's so sad but so true that we are destroying our planet. I love the way you said she was dying and getting weaker! The descriptions in the poem were on point! I could imagine the scene so clearly in my head! A great read!!!!! Loved it!!!!!!

Posted 7 Years Ago


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Thank you so much for sharing this with me. It is a beauty piece about how we need to take care of our home called earth. Love how you mention pollution and how the earth is getting "weaker". It is a lovely piece of being mindful our home. Thanks aging for sharing. N.

Posted 7 Years Ago



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