End of Earth
Walking through the hall
Feeling like a bouncing ball
My life is complete
Trying to beat this heat
The world is almost over
Hope I find a four leaf clover
If this world comes to a end
Then no longer blows the wind
The seas will stop moving
The sound of the ocean will never be soothing
Then the earth will be no more
Nobody will ever be sore
That’s the end of the earth
There will be no more birth
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
