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"The terrestrical globe is


"The terrestrical globe is quaking,

it weeps, it yowls!

It is about to fall!

I think, I am dying!" I falter

"Everything has become meaningless:

The morning lust,

The dust of the past,

The wet pillow from

The tears of last night and

The sight I caught of her naked body.

She's always been a concept to me, and idea

that shimmers in my mind,

In my universe,

whithin the lost stars in my galaxy."

"She makes me smile, though she's never been real!

she's a dream whithin another

and I do not believe in dreams.

I believer in what I see;

Animals, people, the earth, and the sky.

But her, she's just a passer-by.

I can't defy any longer, I am going to die." then, I woke up.

 

 

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BenayadOussama

An old-fashioned poet in a contemporary world. Too narcissistic to love you. Too altruistic to love myself.

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