when the Blue Planet
burns
their will only be
ash
to feed our children
Category: Poetry
the time has come
for the leviathan
outside there will be war
inside we shall have peace
and the Komodo dragon
hurdles towards you
Thoughts @ Sayings
my eyes burn
with the colour orange
after I gaze
into distant candles
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A.Cavalli
City
the past remains
to preserve the present
their armies rest
while we toil
because if the outcome reversed
then we would be the ones
marching to our death
and they would be the ones
to meet us
The Island of the Dead
one final destination
an Island
only the dead know the way
but the living wish to visit
so that they can see
the final resting place
of their ancestors
and pay respect
but when they set sail
they found they could not return
because they too
had already paid their debt
Ruined Temple
Here once stood a temple
the columns are all that remain
of an idea
that changes
the more people see it
and when they invade your dreams
to control your future
all you can see
is the ruins
of your past
In the sky
they came
to consume each other
and their form took shape
to reveal their true intentions
turning to face me
had fear not been my ally
their gaze
would have consumed me
Lizard
when they move
through the scorching sun
to catch a prey
that cannot see them
because they make no noise
and cast no shadow
Moth
the less you see
the more you have
the light that attracts
is the one they search for
they consume the best
leaving the rest
to rot
Snake
on sand
they leave no trace
for they are not made
to stand
they can move
through the land
Echoes of Life 