Fearby Temy Hoang |
Fear
This Summer the pear tree bears no fruit
The lemons don’t seem to be wiling to ripe
And the lakes are all dried up
You told me the things I want to hear
but did not initiate any change to that
My words fell into the void
Haunted by the dreaded future,
I heard my screams floating in the air
And the wind carried my fear to infinity
Great poem!
By: Aphrolina on August 17, 2017
at 12:08 am