A Strange Land Poem by Darren Huston

A Strange Land

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Under the black ocean of the sky,
upon a white plain,
crimson rivers flow.
The ceaseless rain,
falling in torrents,
goes unheard.
Beneath the surface,
lies a nest,
where scorpions crawl,
upon poisoned earth.

Wednesday, May 6, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: stranger
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jazib Kamalvi 06 May 2020

Such a nice poem, Darren Huston. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.

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