You cannot trap infinity,
She would be shamed and pitied.
True color glowing bright,
Flowing in and out of sight.
The color of music,
The touch of light.
Flowing in and out of sight.
Can you you hear the star people sing?
What are their words, what message do they bring?
Infinty's been captured?
Trapped in a box a glass?
When will the horror pass?
The light no longer glows,
And music has stopped her song.
True color glowing bright,
Flowing in and out of sight.
Infity is gone forever,
When will she be back?
Author notes
2)Write a poem about "the color of infinty inside an empty glass."
Written April 3rd, 2005
A contest entry
- Interestingly Sane Insanity by Shantell.
400 points, ended April 13, 2005, 6 entries
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I've always been facinated by the concept of infinity. Very good job here, I would never have thought of personifying infinity.
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yay! I'm glad somebody picked this option! This is an interesting way of putting "the color of infinty inside an empty glass" into a poem, yay for the rhyming too! Thank-you for entering my contest and good luck!
-Shantell
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