A landscape of mechanical spiders
left to rust
Bathing under the rays of a greyish sun
turning to dust
Passengers on the future's train running
towards the past
A rain of acid is falling from the sky
seems it will last
Chronometers are counting our time down
you know they must
Τοπίο μηχανικών αραχνώνπου αφέθηκαν
απλά να σκουριάζουν
Λουζόμαστε στις ακτίνες ήλιου γκριζωπού
που θα ξεθωριάσουν
Επιβάτες του τρένου του μέλλοντος τρέχουν
στο παρελθόν να φτάσουν
Όξινες ψιχάλες πέφτουν απ' τον ουρανό
αργά θα μας κάψουν
Χρονόμετρα το χρόνο αντίστροφα μετρούν
αυτό πρέπει να πράξουν
I see in these lines a dire warning. Beautifully penned!
Wonderful imagination on Dystopia, let me read the Part II as well
Passengers on the future's train running towards the past ..........wonderful expressive
it is nice to see this new masterpiece by our dear poet Kostas, really it is well penned philosophical deep poem, has written in the form of surreal, it is special poet view towards the future...well done for all these new poetic imagery 10+
left to rust Bathing under the rays of a greyish sun turning to dust
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Passengers on the future's train running towards the past