My home village, a foggy night in late March. Full resolution image here
night has fallen over this village
and the crickets have never been quieter
the children are smoking dead candles
and the old men are dying
no heart is beating
and no eyes can see
it all drained before their time
before me
and you
and us
You have the ability to express yourself in form of photo + poem. I have noticed that a while ago and I really like that, but doubt I'd be able to do the same. I used to write poems and short texts but now I see them as pretentious shit. Some of them are good, but again, expressing our emotions in non-native language is different from writing in mother tongue. Well done!
Same applies to me too, man! I still see them as pretentious shit, as you adequately put it. But I found the courage to just let it go, knowing it is a process of my soul, and not some kind of self-infatuated, arty-fancy, looking to be an artist intent. :)
Looks like a scene from Silent hill!☺
Ha, yes. Have goosebumbs. :)
You really nailed the atmosphere! :)
It looks very cinematic.
I really like the look of those streetlights in the distance.
The light looks sunset,but little bit scary..like I am watching horor movie..it's great
Looks like Silent Hill. Love the atmosphere
www love this one, so mysterious!
Thanks, V! :)
Nice poems and a beautiful and mysterious picture that fits well with the text, thanks for sharing.
Thank you, Marie! :)