Home to the past, echoes
Persist to stay,
Time
Decay
Elements
Have chiselled away
At what was once a
Paradise,
But now only bones litter
The broken landscape
No
Burial,
Death
Took them, they were no more,
A past covered by time ,
Partly showing
Brittle fragments,
Elements eating at the scars
That fell upon the land,
This was meant to be paradise
But was the valley of death
What a waste,
No one to be remembered,
As all became but
Bone that day..