Gone Poem by Kareem Abdulrahim

Gone



Jagged Nameless Gravestones, cold as black
stand crooked on Sand and Stone.
Etombed beneath, Corpes Rotting, Forgotten.
Numb lifeless trees sway sluggishly in autumn wind.
Cracking trunks and branches.
Waves crash onto land, Violently washing all away.
Empty Grey Skies, Endless, and Desolate
Consumes what remains...

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