Was it ever consented,

That dust should form planets,

That gas should coalesce to stars,

And that cadence should breathe life

To molds of salt and grime?

What laws governed

That births become beautiful

As the grave tolls highlight each one

Who passes through the cracks

Of this upperworld?

And at that time,

Which now exist only

As dreaming does in memories,

What is it from this world

Or otherwise,

That acquiesced your scented self

Inside my vitriolic universe?


About kyogakura
Bored 95% of the time.

2 Responses to Authorities

  1. BRILLIANT! Your poetry is like a universe of its own!

  2. Attention-grabbing views concerning that!

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