Dark Poetry: Where’s the Love


Still is the air
In a world gone black.
Peace knows no glory
And all hope was released
into a red cresent moon,
When humanity traded their souls,
For an unknown deadly cost.

The remaining few gasp for air
In a failing world
Of lost spirit,
And confused identities…
They refused to turn in their soul,
Instead, they endured a wretched battle
With undying beliefs,
And hope for a light to shine
Where a sun has gone stale.

Love had no meaning
To the lost souls….
But those who are left behind,
Wait for the whisper of their beating hearts….
One day, the kingdom will prevail.

Ariana Cherry 2015

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