Hate reigns.
Horror consumes.
Harsh reality rules.
Our beautiful love,
The world pure.
This horrid fate,
The world polluted.
You.
Author notes
Once again a poem that's a bit obscure...
Prompt: Dirty Snow.
Dirty snow isn't exactly in the poem - but it was my inspiration.
20 words.
A contest entry
- PIF- 20 words by Salty Hibiscus.
500 points, ended February 12, 18 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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inspiring take on the prompt, and well yeah everything is polluted, so does the dirty snow. thanks for entering. good luck.
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The world certainly does pollute the snow and the mind as well.



