Threads of time...
Thursday, August 23, 2007
The gods didn't answer his crying soul
much less could be expected from other folks
he moved like celestial stars
whose chores were already foretold
path already laid , orbit drawn
vectors pre-defined and universe confined
isolated,alone ,distanced yet drafted
its destiny sealed around a pebble
only powerfull enough not to let it go
just to shine with hellow and burnout
to keep the pebble warm and thriving
so much of energy,so much of potential
drained out constantly and ceaselessly
to support a whole so incomplete in itself
a star sacrificed on altar of pebble of yore
while the later gained in all bonhomie
nothing fell in star's fold ,consumed eventually
no warmth, no shimmer only eternal darkness and biting cold
a shining bright star turned into a black hole !
much less could be expected from other folks
he moved like celestial stars
whose chores were already foretold
path already laid , orbit drawn
vectors pre-defined and universe confined
isolated,alone ,distanced yet drafted
its destiny sealed around a pebble
only powerfull enough not to let it go
just to shine with hellow and burnout
to keep the pebble warm and thriving
so much of energy,so much of potential
drained out constantly and ceaselessly
to support a whole so incomplete in itself
a star sacrificed on altar of pebble of yore
while the later gained in all bonhomie
nothing fell in star's fold ,consumed eventually
no warmth, no shimmer only eternal darkness and biting cold
a shining bright star turned into a black hole !
Labels: Fallen Star....
posted by Nomade at 11:44 AM
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home