After Poem by Billy Loving

After



Alone I stand surrounded by desolation
Under a pale blue sky
Filled with an intense, piercing sun
Brown crunchy vegetation fills my sight
Bloated rotting carcasses litter the ground
A pungent aroma of death fills my nostrils
As I begin to gag
Welcome to the wasteland
That has become the earth
A new beginning I see
or the end of all humanity

Tuesday, October 20, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: war
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Shakil Ahmed 20 October 2015

last lines are very well-composed, i enjoyed reading the poem, thansks for sharing, if you find time please read some of my poems and leave your kind comments,

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