Metal

Pic : Self

Scorched by
the searing sun,
temperatures raised,
to burn
even the
tenderest touch,

colours faded,
painted surfaces
cracked, distorted,
long weathered
and worn out
by the winds,

I welcomed
the rains
with open arms,
they gave hope
and so
I let them in,

but hope too
has a limited reign,
as flake by flake
now the metal rusts,
turning a once mettle
into dust.

© vidursahdev 2018

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Author: vidur sahdev

Living life...as it comes!

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