Saturday, March 6, 2021

Universe Poem By Me.

Universe Poem By Me. 


And in this Universe. 

Death is a moral curse.

Stolen by the truth. 

Sunken by a naked hurt. 

Hollowed by the gaze of ghosts. 

The sky was blue. 

But windows did not hide the inside. 

Was it a face, or a reflection?  

Did it fear, or threaten? 

Such beauty and peace. 

Enwrapped the frightened.

Was it me or that?

Whichever, shall I ever know?  

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