Frigid wind pulls all the life from earth
Knives of cold pierce the skin
A song that plays in the night
The warmth drains from without and in
Shadows grow and then they fade
The darkness owns the day
We watched the world dying
Now we're dancing in decay
A touch, a flake of frozen rain
Softly lands on the cheek like a kiss
A blanket of white petals
Drifts slowly in a cold and lonely mist
The sound of branches breaking
Like the sound of breaking hearts
The beginning of the end,
and this all is just the start
About the Creator
Raine Fielder
Raine has been writing poetry since she was in seventh grade. She has written several poems, song lyrics, short stories and eight books. Writing is her main purpose.
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I will NEVER use AI for anything I create.
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