The End

October 25, 2010
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When the Sky was Blue-
Thick Dark Gray Clouds
Replace it

The grass, lush and green
It soon dries up and becomes
Frail, yellow, and turns
Into Hay

Dark healthy, squishy mud
Becomes Brown Dirt
Little particles Float into the Air--
Which is Dust

Chokes up the lungs, and
Blackens the Heart

Sweet Breeze transforms
Into a Hurricane

Nice Happy dreams
Evolve into a Nightmare

Parks and Streets Filled
With energetic children playing games
Becomes Quiet and Abandoned

laughter filled up the Atmosphere
Screams heard miles Away

Beautiful Oak trees reaches
Up its Branches to the Sky--
As if its saying a Prayer
Wilts and Sags down to the
Ground, Thirsty for water

Mountains Huge and motionless
Crumbles down- and it is no More

A new life is born
And then it Perishes-
Gone off of the face of the Earth
For everything Must come to an

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Hiba E. said...
Nov. 10, 2010 at 10:45 pm
This is awsome!(in a high piched vioce).... nicley formed and worded... couldnt have done it better myself.
ayesha said...
Nov. 9, 2010 at 10:16 am
love this poem and use of diction!!!!
smiles123 said...
Nov. 8, 2010 at 10:25 am
Very nice!
1234 said...
Nov. 7, 2010 at 7:50 pm
Love how well the poem comes together :D very nice formed
SGardner said...
Nov. 7, 2010 at 7:42 pm
Loveeee this!!!!!
Cera said...
Nov. 7, 2010 at 6:28 pm
The images you conjure up in this poem are so vivid.  I love the details, and the juxtaposition of opposites.
samis said...
Nov. 7, 2010 at 6:25 pm
I love this poem!
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