The Ending of the Days

Silence falls like weighted stones,
Among the scorched and ash-white bones;
Black crows rise and wheel on high
Amid black clouds, like a winter sky.

Watch the world tilt and turn
While the sky begins to burn;
See the ending of the days
In the sun’s last fading rays.





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supakewl#1 said...
May 20, 2009 at 3:07 am
I love the flow of the poem. Keep at it!!
 
Blood-of-Ink This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Sept. 21, 2009 at 2:44 pm
This one's not that good. :( Some of my others are better, but I'm working on it!
 
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