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The ward of the unknown

from my book called \"Waves\"

1 min lectură·5 ianuarie 2009

Mediu

I wandered for eternities

Through rooms haunted by thoughts

I only chose a pair of words

To write with them on my heart

I stamped it with my bitter ink,

Slowly pressing my name on it

Alongside, there\'s her name,

To separate her charms

From the curse of uncertainty.

Time\'s medley floated upon our bodies,

But today it\'s all around, it\'s closing in our souls

It\'s swallowed by the black hole of the minds,

Sweeping the ground of every floor.

The Earth grew sick

From all the hearts he gathered

For these thousands of years

With the salt, the pepper,

The spleen that rest in them

Beyond what we know as life.

The worm of sin,

As the lights go off,

Sinks in our blanket of bones.

It feasts on the flesh we left behind,

For he\'s done harvesting on our soul

As we sleep.

It grows wings, leaving the ruins behind

To guide another unaware creature,

Youthful and hopeful,

In what is called

The ward of the unknown.

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Ionut Popa. “The ward of the unknown.” Atelier, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/atelier/ionut-popa/poezie/1817021/the-ward-of-the-unknown

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