My eyes dry and irritated
I sank to the floor, defeated.
And it was in that moment, as the stars
froze my soul,
preserving it, scars
and all, to only continue their orbits
through a vacuum so infinite
without even a drop of heavenly pity
that I realised
What is human suffering to the divine?
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Author:
GlassHeart (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This is the first time I have ever published my poetry, so feedback would be greatly appreciated.
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
this reads like an intriguing preface to a philosophical book..
thanks for sharing
Thanks a lot! I like to see poems as a window to the mind, so a lot of my poems are of a similar nature.
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