Meaningless Miracles
Presence of a thought in a feeble mind,
Like shadows left to the mercy of a dying candle flame
A delirious sense of being, unfolding visions inexplicable,
So many factors, who should get the blame?
Draining hope of everything it has,
Screaming through the silence of your voice,
A short sojourn to eternity and back,
Horizons of sanity; where art thou?
Like shadows left to the mercy of a dying candle flame
A delirious sense of being, unfolding visions inexplicable,
So many factors, who should get the blame?
Draining hope of everything it has,
Screaming through the silence of your voice,
A short sojourn to eternity and back,
Horizons of sanity; where art thou?
posted by Amogh at 8:48 PM
3 Comments:
I honestly like this! Your good as well!
I saw your comment and I wonder what you meant by ['do something more serious about it']
elaboration maybe? thats always helpful.... :D
Awe I have taken to writing
...publishing...eh....maybe...I am working on a story...I don't know...I would share it with you if you would like to read it....let me know...
With permission I will copy your poem onto my blog ofcourse giving you full credit because this speaks to me...and I really like it....:) if you mind lemme know and I will take it down.
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