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Finality
Much Chaos!
No ethos.
Wanting asylum!
Wanting phylum.
A language, languishing, seemingly marring the meaning.
Stillness, on the edge, of a sphere spinning, dangerously careening!
Such vastness!
The fastness!....
Of on coming stresses....
Sleep interrupts the anguish, but it yet progresses.
Time never waits.
But it's the long, longing that grates.
Where is finality, dare I ask?
Or is greater the sanctions, of an undone task?
Does mercy ripple in a cerise lake's reflection?
Or has every body, been drained of all affection?
No ethos.
Wanting asylum!
Wanting phylum.
A language, languishing, seemingly marring the meaning.
Stillness, on the edge, of a sphere spinning, dangerously careening!
Such vastness!
The fastness!....
Of on coming stresses....
Sleep interrupts the anguish, but it yet progresses.
Time never waits.
But it's the long, longing that grates.
Where is finality, dare I ask?
Or is greater the sanctions, of an undone task?
Does mercy ripple in a cerise lake's reflection?
Or has every body, been drained of all affection?
Published 30th Dec 2024
Author's Note
A dark, non autobiographical word play. Exploring the feelings of someone who has lost everyone, to a world, that lacks morality. Left to ask, in all the brutality, does compassion still exist.
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- Edited 28th Mar 2025 1:51am
30th Dec 2024 10:50am
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30th Dec 2024 1:52pm
This reads as the hard truths .. tat a truthful soul in pain n much more gaining endless pain .. faces the worldly losses n but still goes on.. that negativity n the losses sure are there in the process, but this really tempers n sculpts the soul .. the questions are hard hitting & loved the flow.. reads as if the daily painful routine .. write on & thanks for this xx
