Lonely

Tall
As a skyscraper,
They stand.
A true
Colosus.
They live in the
Heart
Of the
Ancient city
And sleeps
In the shade of its
Towers.

Sometimes, a strong
Wind blows
Through one,
Pressing against the
Bells inside.
Their sound reverberates through the
Old city.
It is the closest thing to
Music, that the
Giant has ever
Heard.
It's the only thing they
Live for.

All else is
Alone
And empty
Within the ruin.
The tallest,
Knowing none beside
Themself
And knowing
Nothing,
Of worlds beyond.

Reviews

[Davidgeo]

8th line or so change 'if' into 'of'

8th line second stanza, somethings a little off with that as well.

You don't like the 8th line? It seems like you don't like the 8th line sometimes.

[The Poet of Black Wings]

I guess it's usually when i start tuning out :l