Thanks. That's my aim for all of my poems, hence "reflection." lol. I was kind of hoping for some more criticism but I guess I'll just keep posting my poems until others see them.


Downfall

The birds’ songs, unsung,
The trees’ whispers, unspoken,
The mountains cease their wailing,
And the oceans quell their rage.

Nature mourns our ignorance.
Earth despairs our pride.
We refuse to listen,
And everything goes silent.