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cosmicity

Posted on | May 13, 2008 | 2 Comments

the sea,
makes lines in the sands,
furrows,
and the beach becomes one vast palm,
foretelling the future of the world,
and us,
as lines on the sand travel across bodies and spirits,
pouring onto lined foreheads,
and drifting into lines of the hands,
crisscrossing,merging and dissolving,
drawn by subtle,vicious fates,
and interpreted by deceptive fortunetellers,
mocking,cruel,timeless gods,
old men laughing into their beards like little children,
watching flies struggle into spiderwebs…

worlds drift and float in time,
uncared for,insignificant individual universes,
residues left in the battle of gods,
across the vast chequerboard of humanity,
two insignificant specks fighting for survival,
brought together, and pulled apart,
playthings of malignant gods,
you and me-

but they are wrong,
secure in their hollow joy,
hiding behind their false laughter,
because together, or drawn apart,
the two worlds are really one,
as i am you,and you me,
and distances do not matter,
because our universes have merged,
and we will have the last laugh…

so let the gods barricade themselves,
in their twittering greatness,
hiding behind their detached amusement,
because they cannot really govern our fate,not anymore-
we have decided,for each other,
and so it shall remain,
defiant of the Gods,
for it is love…
and together,or apart,
you are me,and i,you
and nothing else really matters.

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2 Responses to “cosmicity”

  1. sulochanosho
    May 13th, 2008 @ 5:59 am

    A wonderful worth pondering lines of poetry.
    We need a ‘cosmic’ approach, not the ‘cosmetic’ hypocrisy.

  2. Cuckoo
    May 13th, 2008 @ 8:48 am

    Amen !!

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