On ground drenched with my tears, the earth has turned lifeless and Gray. The grass is brown and the trees have all withered away. No birds sing anymore and the sky is always dark and the wind is dry. No puddles of rain form, nothing comes from the sky. All of the life is gone from the place where I used to know love. All I hear is the mocking of the wind as it blows hot and dry from above. Not even a **** will blossom in my world. No flowers to give off their pleasing scent, not a blossom or a bloom. Just dried clumps of dust where salt has drenched the life out the ground. I live without beauty where flowers won't bloom anymore.