A Universe, in place.A Poem by A.r. Bazian
A Universe, in place.
Maybe I've taken more time, - than would you to ponder and consider... for perhaps I do! to learn the probable outcome of time, through and through A sacred Geometry of fortune a forbidden set of plans! words and world put in tune and miracles put in clans! For I stand parallel to the world, in which i exist... a formula of division, a slanderous list of gifts exploring as i may, every possibility... every dance! burning, as i sway, every paper work, every glance! Every memory, every stance! every lingering minute, I'm carved in stone every spoken thought, is a glimpse unborn! every moment, - there I rest light in bed... brings upon a universe, that is here once, and shed withered like tears, and once they're gone this word i have left, is all there is... that is i in stone! All within the very dialectic of a chance, this riddle it seems, given... and every dream, a trance! sweet dreams, O' darling you... for it seems, the mourning has come, as words they're silent and are kept in queue! gentle replicas of our thoughts humble as this dew! the pieces that arrange together are strange to our dialogue, and surely, they are few! By; The Black Iris, of The Luminous Imperious
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2 Reviews Added on November 17, 2010 Last Updated on November 17, 2010 AuthorA.r. BazianAmman/Salt, Middle East, JordanAboutA Communist in the Making, and a Student of History and Life. Find me on Hellopoetry too: http://hellopoetry.com/abazian more..Writing
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