the
void
cannot
s t r e t c h
beyond itself
and all within
cannot escape the singularity
infinite density becomes the final destination
for a soul birthed into an abortive world wild with acrimony
darkness
l a s t i n g d a r k n e s s
is the only light
the
only
life
sustained by false hope
that it won’t actually come
but it does
it always does
and there is nothing that can be done
to stop its approach
in a world of determined decay
death will have its way
outside of that
there seems
nothing
to
s
a
y
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Amazing textured poem 🙏🏻🕊️
Thank you so much, my friend. Glad it delivered! Your time and thoughts are most appreciated! 🌒🖤🪐⏳
Mighty welcome my friend 🙏🏻🕊️
Happy Easter to you, kind sir! 😊
A poem of entropy and decay, where blackness is the only light. What a powerful thought. A poem of nothingness that is so powerful and emphatic leaving little hope. Nicely worded it is inwardly metaphoric. Usually metaphors go from a single item to a bigger concept but in this case it goes from the universe to the individual as well. The feeling of nothing.
Indeed. Thank you so much, Soren. Your time, close read, and analysis are always appreciated. 🌒🖤🪐⏳
Good write T.
Thank you Orchi! Much appreciate it, my friend! 🌒🖤🪐⏳
Excellent write Tristan
Thank you, Tony! Much appreciated, my friend! 🌒🖤🪐⏳
You're welcome
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