You floating above everything, watching people run and hold their babies - I recognize that. The distance of watching while it all falls apart.
The End (2) - without beginning
Sky withdrew to darkness in shooting fire
In groups
Thought
You floating above everything, watching people run and hold their babies - I recognize that. The distance of watching while it all falls apart.
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Sky withdrew to darkness in shooting fire
Sparks of light brightened my eyes,
all seemed incredibly beautiful
I watched the fierceness in blank stare
Living things running in unspeakable fear
Women cradled their babies in pain,
some with men hovering behind
I felt puzzled as mind and soul tried to adhere
Hugging tight, those two, in checkered shirt
Lovebirds fiddling in each other’s arms,
aching in comfort of sexual tenderness
I truthfully admired her white skirt
Many and more screams in muffled pain
Species of lovebirds panting and fleeing,
seeking for shelters of forgiveness
I distantly observed them burning tan
Beauty of past world turning into void
Nothing to be left for regrets or astray,
transformed into ashes of forever peace
I floated in the air watching it destroyed
Who am I to judge what past presents
Who am I to foresee the unforeseen future,
I am the shadow of presence, ghost of past
Curious of unknown future acquaintances
Am I wrong to see such in dreams
Am I cursed to sleep through such agony,
I could be one of the blessed souls
Seeking for what truth really means
Sometimes I question how all things happened
Many moments wonder what truth will bring
Surely I believe it all begins with an end
Thoughts
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PermalinkIs this a real place that ended, or a world inside your head? Because I need to know where the story goes from here.
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PermalinkI keep worrying about those two in the checkered shirt. Do they make it? Please tell me they make it out of whatever this is.
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PermalinkIs this something you saw? A dream? Or completely made up? I need to know which one it actually was for me.
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PermalinkYou floating above everything, watching people run and hold their babies - I recognize that. The distance of watching while it all falls apart.
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PermalinkThis is beautiful and dark and I want to know: did you write this as part of something longer? The title says (2), so there's a (1)?
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PermalinkThe checkered shirt detail - was that intentional? I've read this three times and I still can't tell if those two escape or burn with everything else.
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PermalinkSky burning, lovebirds aching, world to ashes, you floating above it all. Those are the four images I'm taking from this.
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PermalinkThe white skirt and lovebirds aching in comfort while everything screams - I'd copy that line. Which moment moved you most when you were writing it?
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PermalinkGostei do poema que você fez você escreveu muito bem