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Watching oblivions inferno night sky

Contributed by HellRaiser on Sunday, 25th May 2008 @ 10:57:34 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



I stand on the sands of oblivion
writing with my blue exotic snake
while looking at the inferno night sky,
watching the retreating light
run away from me and my world
I ponder on such thoughts as
truth and its essence,
"reality is just a perception"
therefore right and wrong
cannot possibly exist
and any way of living is
as acceptable as any other,
or perhaps
"reality is true to the individual"
creating resolve from within
from the only real truth known,
I exist.
The purple sun rises from behind
creating chaotic figures
overlapping each other
and holding each other hand in hand
on a purple hazed background,
the shadows question each other
as how can they truly know
the other's true face.
Enraged flies harass my head
following me as I run across
endless desert while fiery
night skies set out of reach.




Copyright © HellRaiser ... [ 2008-05-25 10:57:34]
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Re: Watching oblivions inferno night sky (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Sunday, 25th May 2008 @ 12:54:22 PM AEST
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I felt pure energy while reading this. The last four line I loved a ton.

Michelle


Re: Watching oblivions inferno night sky (User Rating: 1 )
by ingeniusidiot on Tuesday, 27th May 2008 @ 11:04:08 PM AEST
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Interesting piece...I actually enjoyed reading...great job.


Re: Watching oblivions inferno night sky (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 19th April 2010 @ 01:56:15 AM AEST
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Very much to ponder here and quite thought provoking.

Thanks,

Tim




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