In Dark Dreams & Visions Poem by DM W

In dark dreams and visions, all the clocks have slowed down,
And the seasons have lost their colour and fragrance.
Across vast deserts of modern life there's no sound.
The beauty that you once wore so well has vanished,
And I sense the presence of cold, evil forces;
Drifting on the surreal, rusted metallic breeze.
Humanity's vital blood no longer courses
Through the pale blue veins of vibrant living creatures.
For this bleak realm I observe is shrouded in death.
Is this the future? The last gasp of the world's breath.