It was midnight when I wandered into my kitchen.
The room was dark, save the green light emitting from the oven clock.
Before I made my way to bed, I wanted to quench my thirst.
Suddenly, light from the fridge filled the darkness.
In that light, I felt the cold stare of infinity encompassing my being,
its luminescence as endless as the universe.
The opening of the door was as meaningful as my own birth... as my eventual death.
I was tiny, smaller than the minutest particle, in an even vaster universe.
The suddenly intense heat of the light pulled the molecules of my body apart,
and I would soon be one with the cosmos—
a very part of that never-ending light.
I grabbed my orange juice quickly and closed the door,
banishing the reality of the universe from my kitchen.
Take that, infinity.
I wish I could write like that.
Quote from: Lotos on January 06, 2010, 05:45:02 PM
I wish I could write like that.
its a pretty simple explanation
http://www.daisyowl.com/index.php?comic=2008-12-10&page=3#comments
i wrote it in response to a web comic ^_^
This is great poetry. I loved it. If a picture's worth a thousand words, is a poem worth a thousand dollars? =P
I'd reproduce some of my poems here for you, but they're on another computer.
$1000 well-deserved. :)