The Sands Of Mars

Oh, I've walked across,

the sands of Mars

staring into it's red mystery.

Those lifeless sands,

devoid of life,

Just like me.

Traveling all across the Sands of Mars

searching unsuccessfully,

for a drop of water.

Or a drop of hope,

in my case.

That the world

could change.

and wouldn't remain

the same.

But alas Mars,

is a barren land.

With nothing on it,

Except for Sand.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Something short I guess. No rhyme scheme at all

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nightlight1220's picture

Nice! I love the self

Nice! I love the self reflection.

...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "


DazedByLife's picture

Thank you!

Thank you!