Destruction

Destruction

A fire sweeps through a meadow

Destroying everything in its path

Flowers, bugs, worms, butterflies

All lay as chard reminders of the its wrath

Waves of heat so intense that little beads of sweat

Drip steadily from the sun

It is unrelenting, cruel and without regret

The fire is alive

Sinking its greedy teeth into the very flesh of mother earth

So that nothing in this land again may ever thrive

The once beautiful meadow is now ash

No more is it full of trees

No more are there flowers

No more are there butterflies or bees

No more does the sun shine

It had long abandoned this haunted place

All those memories of hope, joy and love

Are lost in the hollow halls of time.

Bongani Armstrong Mhlangu

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Fire had great strength. Will change a world in seconds. Good description made the situation come to life in vision. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[melissa's heart]

great job as usual. Sorry I have not been on here for so long, homework has had me swamped.

[Skye]

The beautiful thing about this is that even though everything seems lost, soon, it will be alive again. The fire is also its new beginning, a chance to start over. Beautiful poem.

[afra]

very deep and beautiful ....i always enjoy ur work ...well done

[Cynthia Man]

Fire, and all different kinds of destructions.are scary and destroy.everythig in its way... i like the way you have describe.fire as beast... this is a very.right describing.of fire of which i like very.much..
great write!

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Sadly, this occurs in every day life. And usually, we as humans are the ones responsible for these actions. But we can also be the ones to spread awareness, and fight against these acts. I love your imagery in this, and the tone is both serious and ambiguous. Great job, B.C., and thank you for your read request, my dear friend.

-Cord