THE CALL (CORE)

A simple piece about mother earth...

Skies leak, with tears of Gods

Soak the earth in their essence

the dark descends below

into lightless cracks and crevices

Where devils slumber.

The earth! She burns to life above

With grass and greens and things,

While she rots at her core.

Poetic! The harbourer of life answers

Death’s call.

Author's Note

Your comments and reviews are very welcome. Thank you and much appreciated.

Reviews

[CD Campbell]

You carry us from the skies, then into the center of the earth and back out again in an incredible poetic journey. Yes, it could have been longer, but it still stands pretty strong how it is. The only thing that I might suggest is that you lose the black and red that surround the poem which to my eye takes away from it. Your words stand up fine on their own. Have a good day, Costa. CD

[T.S. Sky]

Unique, thought provoking poem.

[Saddam]

Actually we all must think about it.
Today in this technical life it is more important to care.

[costa siwale]

Saddam always good to get a review from you.
Indeed we need to think about it. Thank you friend

[Pragati Chaudhary]

That's something to think about and actually feel :)
Worth the thought!

[costa siwale]

Well thank you, for taking the time to read. much appreciated

[Raghib]

COSTA WHAT YOU WANT TO CONVEY IS NOT VISIBLE IN THE POEM . ITS LOST SOMEWHERE IN YOUR WAYS TO BRING OUT HEAVY WORDS .

[costa siwale]

Thank you for the observation, its quiet true, should have made it a little longer. thanks

[Raghib]

a pleasure