Probability
Playing itz games
What remains
At the end of the world
The stars
Loosing all its shine
Chemicals
Reacting and diffusing
Orbits melting
Galaxies intermingling
Confusing gravity
The black holes
Sucking each other
No space surviving
For emptiness
A sleeping man
Awoken by time
Playing itz games
What remains
At the end of the world
The stars
Loosing all its shine
Chemicals
Reacting and diffusing
Orbits melting
Galaxies intermingling
Confusing gravity
The black holes
Sucking each other
No space surviving
For emptiness
A sleeping man
Awoken by time
2 comments:
hey...nice poetry....this is the sorta stuff i like ready nto intellectual bullshit with just words thrown in together to make no sense at all! cant write poetry to save my life but like your style..
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