OblivionA Poem by Mark Hurlin SheltonOblivionNestled in that starless night of emptiness that knew no bounds aware of nought but my spirit's flight in that void where no sounds for there were none that could be heard and none that could be made no soul to speak a single word for there were no words to be said and not a thought to touch upon there in that eternal night and there no stars, no not one and not a beam of light for what was there, no not much but emptiness to feel and touch not even emptiness itself as such there was not even up nor down no left no right, there was no ground to rest upon in that dark sky had held me for eternity within a womb of empty thought and companions none, no there were nought but I alone in this dark abyss lay in a state of eternal bliss far from the woes that now I know for in that place twill not allow any poisoned seed of pain to grow but in that pleasant state I lay in wait for all eternity just as a seed that cannot die that floats upon a boundless sky where no celestial bodies fly in orbital around the sun for suns and stars no there were none but there I lay in peace alone alone with nothing to perceive no thoughts and nothing to believe yet I aware in this dark sea one single thing , the pulse, the heart of me I feel the beat, my steady breathing a rising warmth within me seeming No nothing but this certainty i know no thing but know that I- one splinter of eternity. © 2019 Mark Hurlin Shelton |
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Added on September 24, 2019 Last Updated on September 24, 2019 AuthorMark Hurlin SheltonCape Town, Western Cape, South AfricaAboutI am from Cape Town, South Africa i am a poet, singer, songwriter, Juggler, Clown, magician and Balloon artist. I have written hundreds of poems since I was quite young. more..Writing
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