Aft tomorrows Blackened Sunshine

A block of time,

Forgotten rhymes,

In the distance, sounds the chime.

Rains blow rivers

with whipping winds,

the world is destined to change.

Crash of lightning,

Floods brink the gate,

And water washes roughly-

Through the grounds,

Rage and Hate,

In a tumultuous haste, it ate.

Sorrow follows,

Tears will fall,

Nothing ever, to be the same.

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3 Responses to Aft tomorrows Blackened Sunshine

  1. Typo alert:
    “Crash of lighteninglightning

  2. cool, thanks … I was typing so fast I didn’t realize I’d interchanged the words. happens when my mind just runs amuck with words :)

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