The earth quaked, the black sky fell into the oceans
and they rose to gobble everything.
Leaving devastation and ruin in its wake.
Shamelessly, the next day dawned
Bright and fresh.
As if yesterday had never been.
So cheerful that it hurts.
The hungry empty spaces in the skies eat up the memories
Leaving it once more untainted.
I too, look up and take hope for there will surely be another day, another life.
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I love your last line. I too, look up and take hope for there will surely be another day another life.
marvelous piece..............we hope to see more as more days erupts..............
We blissfully forget what happened yesterday and look up to tomorrow with hope and optimism! that's how it should be! An enjoyable write!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hope is good in our lives, hope is portrayed here verily, a quake has just occurred yet your solace comes from the fact that another day will surely follow. good work.