Desert Of The Forgotten Poem by Isiah On a Corner in the Thundering Darkness

Desert Of The Forgotten



Sands that time passed over
immense heat from a blackened sun
the stagnant air of an era left behind in this
desert where father time doth not tread the future
never comes, the past never was and the present never ends.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Tyease Collins 01 March 2009

Very very deep. Wow, you write really well. -Tyease

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