The creepiness of our Earth,
Belongs to the far away.
Where freeloaded bloodsuckers,
And classical parasites sway.
Unknown by humans,
Listening to mysterious wails,
The nauseous red gore,
Eating up filthy snails.
Wearing mucky attire,
The demons chase,
Since years..
Humans tolerate this mucky fate.
The daunting red eye,
Visible exclusively in shade,
Highly impractical wars,
Make a new outrage.
After all those classics,
Lie very close to our death,
Lets get rid of them,
And give them favor of virtue.
-John Keats
Good piece of art, Thoughtfully written, A very good First try.... Hope you create further more compositions.
Hello guys, This is my first attempt in publishing a poem. I would acknowledge comment and votes. Thank You.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent.. thoughtful.. keep up the good work..