The screams echo far and wide
But there is no one left
The world has become desolate
Only the masks they had remain
Time keeps on ticking
It never ceases
Yet there is no one that it effects
So it works hard but fails
Death sits on time
Waiting for a nibble in the empty world
It's hoping time will find someone
Give him a little nudge
But time can't touch these soulless beings
And so death is starving
Becoming as small and obsolete as time
Working hard for nothing
The clock keeps ticking
Death keeps lurking
Screams still move through the wind
But the earth is gone, only empty masks remain
Author notes
At first I couldn't think of anything and then it just came to me, thanks for the pic prompt.
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Wow..that was really good I loved where you took the prompt, I really enjoyed this
The clock keeps ticking
Death keeps lurking
Screams still move through the wind
But the earth is gone, only empty masks remain
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Oh and thank you for the prompt pic. It was interesting to write about, perfect though because it got me thinking.
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Omg I just had to say something really fast about the poem. I didn't realize the pics name was The Mask, I just payed attention to what the pic looked like not its name. Creepy lol. Ne ways just thought u should know I had not intention of naming my piece after the pic it just turned out that way. hope you enjoy it -
wow i really really like this...its awesome!!! keep up the great work!
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