Saturday, 24 April 2010

a poem i wrote

Contortion

A blade of grass is a great protrusion of the ground, heavenly and powerful,

A flower is a body of exquisite beauty, innocence and majesty,

A tree is a vein that sacrifices itself to helping, seeing, believing,

A forest is an immortal net of life beyond your wildest imagination.

An ocean is a cave of darkness distorted as light,

The sky is a mouth of a dragon, fiery, dangerous,

Space is a pool of black ink, an omen, a soul sucking phenomenon,

Life is a lie, a weird, fake mind game, where no-one knows the answers.

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