PoemsBrowse PoemsSlamsFresh DropEchoes
LearnWriting TipsPoetry TermsPoets & ArtistsBooksFor Teachers
ExplorePoetry GenomePoem MapEchoesTake ActionGroups
AboutWrite a PoemDonateSign UpLog In

The Sun (pt. 1)


A sunbeam crashes through the mountain range

And explodes against the valley down below

People leave their homes and breathe in deeply

Carrying ecstasy with them while on they go

 

The sun is 93 million miles away from reaching

93 million miles away from their homes

The sun shoots down their sunbeams over eons

But the sun is shot no sunbeams of its own

 

The people once held worship of a sun god

And others to a different name and form

This god was often said to ride a chariot

Who’d never fail in riding back again next morn

 

Nobody can see the sun up close enough

Nobody can stare at it for long

Nobody can see the dark spots growing

Nobody can tell the sun is gone

©All Rights Reserved

Something wrong with this poem?

Share

Replies are closed for this poem.

Your Poem's Voice

See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.

Comments (0)

No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.

Log in to leave a comment.