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A darkness is witness’d; forces await,
Who ne’er knew that they were blind’d of sight.
Although, ‘twas always their destiny, fate,
Had wandering mind, to seek out the light.
A world, a universe within this blight,
Of which their minion birth’d cannot compare.
The twilight that they know both day & night,
The stars send them clues to breathe in like air!
Shrivel’d pale orbs, useless were, over time,
Space travel’ing from the brain through the void.
‘All is lost’ is not the slope that they climb,
To champion that life shall ne’er be destroy’d.
Instead of hatred that you think they know,
The force instead is filled with empathy.
A gift to human thought begins to grow,
And loving that goes beyond chemistry.
Copyright©️Jade Pandora 2018. All Rights Reserved.
*NaPo/GloPoWriMo 2018
Who ne’er knew that they were blind’d of sight.
Although, ‘twas always their destiny, fate,
Had wandering mind, to seek out the light.
A world, a universe within this blight,
Of which their minion birth’d cannot compare.
The twilight that they know both day & night,
The stars send them clues to breathe in like air!
Shrivel’d pale orbs, useless were, over time,
Space travel’ing from the brain through the void.
‘All is lost’ is not the slope that they climb,
To champion that life shall ne’er be destroy’d.
Instead of hatred that you think they know,
The force instead is filled with empathy.
A gift to human thought begins to grow,
And loving that goes beyond chemistry.
Copyright©️Jade Pandora 2018. All Rights Reserved.
*NaPo/GloPoWriMo 2018
Published 19th Apr 2018
| Edited 21st Apr 2018
Author's Note
This is my Day 18 in this year’s April NaPoWriMo.
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19th Apr 2018 8:20pm
I love the word blight....there's no denying that.it's ugly, it's pretty pretty chaos in the burning sun there for everyone to see.
that second stanza is sex in the air
"A world, a universe within this blight,
Of which their minion birth’d cannot compare.
The twilight that they know both day & night,
The stars send them clues to breathe in like air! "- a vicious Love inviting into eternity.
the fourth stanza almost seems like a birth either of child or of an unconditional Love. the word healthy comes to mind.
"let nuclear bombs reduce us to mere particles smaller than cockroaches and we will still find a way to be together, to Love linking us forever."
well penned, i like the feelings buzzing around this poem.
that second stanza is sex in the air
"A world, a universe within this blight,
Of which their minion birth’d cannot compare.
The twilight that they know both day & night,
The stars send them clues to breathe in like air! "- a vicious Love inviting into eternity.
the fourth stanza almost seems like a birth either of child or of an unconditional Love. the word healthy comes to mind.
"let nuclear bombs reduce us to mere particles smaller than cockroaches and we will still find a way to be together, to Love linking us forever."
well penned, i like the feelings buzzing around this poem.
20th Apr 2018 6:04am
Thank you, Samael, for recognizing those emotions & feelings to embrace my words. A lovely reading with vernacular uniquely your own.✨
21st Apr 2018 3:22pm
Shrivel’d pale orbs, useless were, over time,
Space travel’ing from the brain through the void.
‘All is lost’ is not the slope that they climb,
To champion that life shall ne’er be destroy’d.
how you do use words - I love the rhythm and flow -
very very well done
tomcat
Space travel’ing from the brain through the void.
‘All is lost’ is not the slope that they climb,
To champion that life shall ne’er be destroy’d.
how you do use words - I love the rhythm and flow -
very very well done
tomcat
21st Apr 2018 11:35pm
