Whispers of order transcending the earth,
In a vast and infinite universe.
Stars are born, stars will die,
Round and round through the fragility of time.
Unbecoming the rays of light,
A hundred billion years,
To shine in the glass of man’s foresight,
Coming closer to what’s desired or feared.
My eyes are open, my thoughts are free,
Unraveling what’s sought not in misery.
But vacuumed like a silk red rug,
I lie in stead for the heavens to unplug.
And laugh like boots crush on a bug.
To prove not vain for vanities sake.
But ravished upon by the head of a snake.
And swallowed down an endless hole,
Black and dark it takes its toll,
The memory for the memories sake.
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RSM (Pseudonym) (
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Comments2
A myriad of images and metaphor that winds its way through a maze of the universe to arrive at its end
A creative write allowing you to imagine some wonderful images as you read through, enjoyed the read
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