The Eroding Sands.A Poem by Deathless_SorrowLinked to Let Us Continue Into The Sands.
The wind is rough and strong.
The sands swirl and swirl. A massive wall stands before the storms fury. A man sits and watches. The wind howls. Sand grinds against the stone. A small gash appears and slowly starts to widen. The man ages, but still he watches. The sand is pushed and the gash is polished. Soon the gash turns into a hole. And the wall into sand. The man has grown wise and has realized That all will be at the mercy of The Eroding Sands. © 2011 Deathless_Sorrow |
StatsAuthorDeathless_SorrowGreenup, KYAboutMy name is Matt. I've come to a bit of a block recently and I'm not sure if I'll ever be able to drag myself out of it, so don't expect frequent posts. Thanks for reading. more..Writing
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