A. Lin is a passionate young writer, wanting to share her creations with the world.

Her heart was echoing a broken song.

Slowly fissures appear,

Cracking the tune.

A symphony of fallout and silence,

The grim reaper as her conducting loon.

You—

the audience of tragic violence.

Critical glaring reflects in the moon.

A beautiful epilogue to her lovely death.

© 2018 A Lin Hunter

Comments

Rinita Sen on June 07, 2018:

Very unique style, easy flow, and haunting!! Well written