Tales of the End

Under the dark blue sky A pavilion drenched in morning dew Lighted brightly by the saddened Moon revealing truth Drenched in dazzling, tempting lies In the courtyard are lazing men Blinded to tomorrow's looming fate Gambling with broken dreams And thoughts ,that have started to rot Blossoming flowers have began to wilt Her petals dried, littering the yard Fading fast, blending with the earth With every passing Minute Rumbling thunder, frightening flashes Doomsday looming, apocalyptic scenes Men stubbornly lingering on to faith That save none from his fate Clinging to fairy tales of better ‘morrow When time is just a counter for the next sorrow Pilfering deep into their marrow Till their yesterday, becomes a better Tomorrow