Wednesday, April 12, 2017

The Son of the Sun

Individual conscience,
Defines universes all the time.
Holds true for the Gods,
And for the world that's mine.

On one auspicious day,
When the stars finally aligned,
I met my destiny,
The destiny to which i had resigned.

The universe ceased to exist,
The very day it was born,
Collapsed into a black hole,
Hungry, reeking of scorn.

In its abyss, I lay,
The abyss that's nothing but me.
I destroyed everything I could see,
And then, I just let it be.






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