the sandman posted by imani , Tuesday, April 13, 2010 at 8:45 PM, in Labels: ars poetica

another page turns, burning and annihilating
the ones that lived before it, the infinite
and formless time ushers itself to being and nothingness
Death command the hands of Destiny

whilst Despair gnaw on hopeless, miserable
hearts savagely, mercilessly pushing Delirium ~
a fragment, an aeon, a history closer
to knowing and understanding Destruction

Desire has power to spare, kindling a bright, blinding
light across worlds, universes, across
the dark, shattering silence of the night

and life wanes like a weak and muted
star haunted by a fruitless
Dream of the godly ones – the Endless.