A law that governs all
there's entropy in a fall
you can see it in an aging face
it pervades collapsing space
There's no going back in time
Words dissolve in written rhyme
All life begins and ends
A rule that never bends
Syntropy it seems
is built on a child's dreams
Love flowers and grows
soon to be covered in building snows
in a frozen world dead
stone pillows for our head
Dreams too melt away
with the breaking warmth of day
- Author: sorenbarrett ( Offline)
- Published: June 2nd, 2024 03:52
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 19
- Users favorite of this poem: Teddy.15
Comments6
Good write SB.
Entropy's set in for KP - she's a 5 million year old trout. lol.
Thanks Orchi appreciate the revies
It is indeed what it is, beautifully to the point, thank you for this stark reminder. 🤣 I do love stone pillow, that's inspiring. Wonderful metaphor. 🌹
Thank you so much Teddy for the review and kind words.
Powerful work.
Thanks Thomas for the read and kind words
Thanks Teddy appreciate the review and kind words.
May that warmth always shine in our hearts and minds soren.
Andy
Thanks Gold for the read and wish it is appreciated,
and it aint what it aint .. makes perfect sense in a world seemingly on borrowed time .. again enjoyed .. N
Thanks Neville for the review I do appreciate the comment.
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