September

[green ice]

One September day
Everything changed
Petrichor on a fresh buried grave
A moment forever engraved

A young soul was lost
To lonely thoughts
Can’t recognize
Not even her eyes

I wonder if she knew
She’d turn the world blue
Why didn’t she think?
Now she continues to sink

I stand above her decaying state
Poor girl let young men decide her fate
“He’s not worth your time!”
I yell and I rhyme.
But she doesn’t hear
She just disappears

“You’re worth so much more
You’re not a bore”
But she doesn’t listen
Her fresh blood glistens

Too young and too dumb
A common mistake
But her cheeks have gone numb
As she’s burned at the stake

[shy ivy]

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[oblique wraith]

This poem is emotionally powerful and atmospheric, you create a strong sense of grief and helplessness, especially with the recurring idea of trying to warn someone who can’t hear you. Your imagery is vivid and memorable, and the rhyme gives it a haunting, almost chant like flow.

I LOVE It 😍

[green ice]

@iron marten

Hm?

[slow otter]

@fluid rune idk if the writing is goo dbut is self reflective