|Passage (standard:poetry, 103 words)|
|Author: H||Added: Feb 03 2004||Views/Reads: 1639/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|A poem (yup, another one) about the passage of time.|
Passage Walk the caves beneath the places Where cities used to be. Watch the falling streams of water Into mystery. Walk the places where once stood Wide and stately domes. Watch the ancient manuscripts Crumble to dusty tomes. Walk the places of the past, Which have become the here and now. Watch a world mighty and high Sink dark and old and low. See the ancient rivers That once so strong would run. See them dried and vanished by The centuries of sun. See the golden temples, Once so beautiful and proud As they fall under Time's blackness And beneath its bitter shroud. Tweet
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