Only God knows the reasons why my seasons remain still
My plights’ axis revolves around my heart with a dagger attached wheel and every so often halts its course to aim for its target’s core
The nucleus of my chamber has been destroyed; hence the global warming of my aura overheats my void
The explosion of my universe outbursts into a big bang
Only shattered pieces of glass and remnants of the original silhouette remain
Latitudes and longitudes are mistakenly altered measurements of my soul’s presence
Toxic instruments and infiltrations of heartbreak challenge the integrity of my essence
Predictions of natural disaster sent waves of broadcasts across the globe
Still the sheltered protection provided did not embody the strength to extend my hold
A black hole with no insulation, now disintegrates its neighboring counterparts becoming an infectious dismembered star turned scar
Heavily tarred with unidentified foreign objects, exposing my body to invasions of aggravated sensations
Alienating its molecular structure, transforming my state of being, becoming vulnerable to a universal combustible rupture of not just my form
But my former shining, illuminating spirit, which now lies dormant behind the transparent walls of my darkened moon
My wounds reflect the struggles, the transitions, and evolution of my planet which was headed towards extinction
If it were not for the distinction of my favorable Earth, currently being re-engineered to foster my new birth
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