Village In Ruins Poem by BlacknessRose ...

Wind blows across a barren land
One little village stands in ruins
Scortch marks show on the buildings

The town once inhabited by people
Stands deathly quiet and alone
Wind blows across a barren land

Possesions littered all around
Where the people left them laying
Scortch marks show on the buildings

Dust races across the ground
Dead plants cry dry tears
Wind blows across a barren land

Deserted and abandoned
Time stands till yet doesn't
Scortch marks show on the buildings

No water anywhere to be found
Dries up the second the sun hits
Wind blows across a barren land
Scortch marks show on the buildings

This poem is kinda like a villanelle only with out the rhyming words.