A Crimson Breeze

by PunkyThespian - Libra

Forgotten children play on a battle scarred field
dead poseys littered about their feet
the sky caressing them with a crimson breeze
and memories sigh
down the avenues of a tomorrow
lost at the birth of today
as phantoms of dreams bow low
before the withered remains of gods untold
the universe weeping
silent tears that shatter the souls
of the unnamed
the masses of the damned
lingering in lost mists
of agony and shame
screaming at a crimson breeze
that caresses the sky at their feet
thick with the stench of dead poseys
and the echoing laughter
of battle scarred children
forgotten.

Birth sign: Libra
Date created: 2002-03-19 22:07:32
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:46:06
Poem ID: 68424

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