We carry the universe within
We are the cosmos
stardust in the veins,
a collection of dead stars.
Splendor and magnificence flowing
light seeping through each pore.
Shackles of gravity chasing us
our being chooses to be untethered.
Nothing but a hoard of ordinary atoms
bound by opulence and beauty.
Our actuality is ephemeral
in the perpetual history of time.
We carry the universe within
We are the cosmos
until we wash away into oblivion
cessation of life – nothingness.
Hearts, hammering and hurting
Soundless prayers, begging
Unfamiliar nausea, flooding over
Strength, emerging from the tears
In the distance :
A shrill, piercing screech
striving to tear
through the peripheral traffic.
Another day, Another tragedy,
Another life in the balance.
Another life hanging by the cliff.
Wanting to hoist itself above
when there’s only enough to let go
A combat for another breath
Life, the only war spoil
In the distance :
A fleeting image of an ambulance,
A whizz of sirens defying all odds
A cascade of orisons and hopes.
Another day, Another tragedy,
Another life in the balance.
Another life hanging by the cliff.
Steady then Shaky.
Erratic at best.
A few days ago, I stood by my balcony, talking on the phone. And during that 20 minute phone call I heard 4 ambulances rushing by. That is where I found my inspiration to write this. We are currently surviving in trying times. Things will get better. I am proud of all of us for facing them! More power to us.
P.S I am so sorry for not being able to be up to date with all my reading. I have been busy with exams for the past week.
But I am back now! Looking forward to hearing from all of you and reading more of your amazing pieces!
All my love and hugs to you guys! Stay safe.
Whimsical Wordsmith 