Thursday, April 2, 2015

The End Is Near - Flash Fiction

Thirsting for water
Not a cloud anywhere seen
Everything is dead

Trees are screaming out
Our leaves are all on the ground
Somehow please save us

Once what was luscious
Voluminous green pastures
Has now turned to dust

Spring arrived with hope
Not a flower to be seen
Dispiritedness

Oceans are depleting
Lakes and rivers are hollow
Ponds now memories

Scorching sun daily
Humans are seeking shelter
Underneath the ground

Not one animal
Can endure these elements
Soon there will be none

Annihilation time
Sorrowfully will soon show up
Such a travesty

Depression darkness
Gasping for relief to come

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This post is for a Flash Fiction Challenge by +Charli Mills over at Carrot Ranch. Please visit the ranch and join us in a 99 word (no more, no less) short story or poem challenge.