life is a moment that passes,
it can break you, beat you
burn you, and fear you.
going through life
with longing urge
to break through it
like a pane of glass
in nights the scene
sometimes its blue
often its mean
through darkness never ending
and visions never seized
in the blackest depths
a frozen ember gleamed
and with its beams of scarelet
it passed beyond the darkness
like a tiny red star
in a distant blackhole
it shined
never faded
it moved on
time it really bears no meaning
a distance more so
swirling, and wurling
through mirrors in days
and portals by night
there is a churning
burning destiny
what is...
a wave function?
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Author:
Blackstar (
Offline) - Published: March 5th, 2022 06:52
- Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this in 2020, I just am moving from a allpoetry to here, due to disapproval of admin decisions. This 8a the first poem I ever wrote.
- Category: Gothic
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Comments2
An interesting engaging writing .. life certainly doesn’t make sense when it throws you such sadness and struggles ..
A very thought provoking write. I see this is your first write on MPS....I hope you enjoy it here!
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