Red rose
A red rose blossomed
but no one came to adore her
except thick grey smoke
Body
She’s not Hind anymore
Just a body wrapped in white
ready to be buried
Toy car
He stumbled towards
the remnants of his toy car
and never came back
The commotion
The crimson sun set
but the commotion resumed
through a new sunrise
A Blast
We heard a rumbling
then a loud blast of crumbling
the sagging roof it was