Black snow

As I stand here
On this empty street,
Black snow falls
It’s a sign of defeat.
There is no hope
I can’t see any flares,
This feels like hatred
It looks like despair.
Flakes land on me
They drip with pain,
From ashes to blood
Leaving their stain.
The fantasy we’ve lived
Drowns into insanity,
As this darkness steals
The last pieces of humanity.



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21 Responses to Black snow

  1. A very good poem. Thanks for sharing!

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  2. Hauntingly beautiful.

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  3. AJ says:

    Love it.

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  4. johncoyote says:

    I enjoyed your work today. This poem was my favorite.

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  5. johncoyote says:

    Reblogged this on johncoyote and commented:
    Please read and enjoy the work of a talented writer.


  6. mihrank says:

    Advice is like snow – the softer it falls, the longer it dwells upon, and the deeper it sinks into the mind.

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  7. Venusian Cenobite says:

    Darkness when it rhymes

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