Bleeding leaves: The voice of a dying nature

Lethando Katane

mother nature , You the healer of broken hearts The peace maker , a life giver. The tower of strength..i would praise you more But that's for another poem right now i paint a poem outside of love You were designed to heal Now you gonna have to deal With thorns and truth which Bares the same scares as ruins I hear your heart beat grow more and more fade each elapsing second .. The light in you is being consumed by the profound darkness. I stand here looking at you fading away like autumn leaves .From one blink your existence deplete With a trace of blood leading in a slum. Scared to blink away your stylish summer I widen my eyes as to pause time. But from that,Tears form ..only to freeze in my cheeks due to the harsh winter hail. As I shut my eyes I hear screams of agony..the feeder has arrived. The voraciousness of the underworld has reached it's peek . welcome to your new home. Find peace so death can live for it is proud. Oh mother nature My past womb yet my present tomb

2019-01-10 07:46:07

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