Viewed.A Poem by NatashaOncoming A rush It’ll never end Signify the perpetual squeeze of time Notify the supernatural justice of light Realize the ending Hypocrisy unjust! Cry blasphemy! Shout maledictions! This isn’t the end. It’s only begun. The saddening optimism of a fleeting hope The disappointing fabrication of a lost cause You are losing this war. Ridiculous. Utterly wrong. Completely so. This is life. Not a war. Mortals in the fracture beneath the blue moon. Gods in the eyes above the nirvana for none. Sophistry is what you speak of. Agreed. Eye to eye, Not for all? Harmonious timing at last. © 2009 NatashaAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on December 29, 2009 Last Updated on December 29, 2009 AuthorNatashaUnder blooming cherry blossoms in, JapanAboutI write. I feel. I think. Therefore, I am. Here, at least. Hello, how are you? more..Writing
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