Dark clouds shiver
On the torn sky.
A bird’s cry echoes
From far away.
Skinny figures bow repeatedly,
Naked trees with bloody leaves.
The old pebbled road,
Cuts through the pristine hills.
The sun, weak and pale
Lies in the sky, crying.
Powerless, lifeless,
Gazing on his lost kingdom
September is dead
October is taking the role
Through cunning methods
And despicable acts.
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Hi Buranko!
Glows:
This poem seems to have a scary-angry sort of vibe going on. It seems to fit the title. But what really captured me with this poem was the line,
"Naked trees with bloody leaves"
Wow! That describes the effect fall has on trees so perfectly.
Grows:
I don't really have any critiques.
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Thank you for reviewing
Hi / Namaste
My reviews are mostly almost short, but the words I would opt to review you work would be beautiful.
I really liked the way and the texture of the nature that you created.
While reading I could feel the presence of that beautiful nature with a less bright cloudy sky, with hyper winds rolling them to wave and the hilly region that I always admires to be on.
The way you figured the words suit the best over what you wanted to convey.
I liked it.
Thankyou / Dhanyavad
Lol I wanted to create a hostile environment