Poem submission by Denis Andrei

[Denis Andrei]

The Dying Hope

 

An endless white dessert

Camouflaging the town in dawn

Having scattered flaming ashes

Falling of a burning building.

 

 “This war will never end!” an old man shouts

As he runs madly toward the burning flats,

“But so shall this winter” said the stranger

And simply returned to his morning walk

As did everyone else simply wanting to forget or

Just became too cold to even care.

 

A distant blow bringing infinite warmth

Bringing blinding light and now…

As the scarlet sunset paints the sky

A warm wind blows through the soft grass

That holds people lying on their backs

And contemplating the moment

Was all they could’ve hoped for.

This poem is unpublished.