The World Empire Poem by Aditya Mudbhary
The World Empire
There’s fire in the smoky sky,
Ice layered above water,
Laws of nature, Humans defy,
The world seeks to an end.
Water painted by the colour red,
Sky bruised by the smoke fair,
Nature’s face now dead,
God himself in Satan’s lair.
The scream of butterfly,
Can be heard too,
As it knows its fate is to die,
Like the rest of the world.
The world Empire is at War.
This poem is beautiful and sad. I added you on MyFavoritePoemList. Keep penning. Good luck. Have a nice day. B.B.
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4/19/2024 5:57:47 PM # 1.0.0.1119
'God himself in Satan's lair'-plenty of food for thought in this line.It sums up what you are saying in the rest of the poem and what you are saying is true.10.