Snowballs
In Hell, no chance.
They melt, evaporate,
Leaving nothing behind.
All's lost.
(C) 2019
snowball the white diamond from seasonal nature comes to us and evaporates leaves tears!
Thanks for the poetic reply, I like how you say 'the white diamond from seasonal nature'!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A brilliant poem of hopelessness dear Carl.
Thanks for reading and commenting on the poem. Glad you like the piece and have a good day.