Assume you are stuck inside a glass bubble vacuum inside, the apogee of emptiness. You call out for help,but none can hear, You scream in helplessness, punch the walls. Soon you learn the impossibility, face the truth. You try to sing yourself a tune, to calm; But you hear none, you are deaf to yourself. …
[Poetry] A Melody of Death
The earth is barren and dry. She is dragging herself to the grave; Pulling her cross, summoning her crucifixion. Wrinkled skin, flesh rotten within; Her bloody heart bulging out of torn flesh; Dry thirsty lips peeling like flakes of a dry soul. She breathes toxicity of human sins, Drinks black mortal vices, flowing through immortal …
[NaPoWriMo Poetry- 30] “Epilogue”
There is nothing else to say, It was meant to end this way. The sailor has reached his shore, and beyond this cliff, there are roads to travel no more. The end will be abrupt, meaningless and absurd. So will be our lives, so will be this poem. for death is the bargain for a …