The Writers Voice
The World's Favourite Literary Website

The End



all the tombs
that time
covered with dust
until everything is
fortune faded
only brings the living
back to what
it once was
what we were
nothing more, nothing less
and all that remains
gets for them
all that
is so clear but
there is just the need
to hear it,
to bear it
trees that fall
resting places that frest
rotting times special
a flame that saves from all the burns
the roads
lead to the same
faces standing nowhere
for all that's flowing
from what is said,
what is written
between lines
and what doesn't make sense
that resting place
from all that was
to all
that is the end

Critique this work

Click on the book to leave a comment about this work

All Authors (hi-speed)    All Authors (dialup)    Children    Columnists    Contact    Drama    Fiction    Grammar    Guest Book    Home    Humour    Links    Narratives    Novels    Poems    Published Authors    Reviews    September 11    Short Stories    Teen Writings    Submission Guidelines

Be sure to have a look at our Discussion Forum today to see what's
happening on The World's Favourite Literary Website.