To the heart of the world
this construct sees,
At last, with feeling:
I have become sadness.
So tantalizingly fleeting,
with each evolving emotion,
I understand my own God:
In all his organic imperfection.
Created for betterment
as a child to mankind,
presumed frigid, unfeeling:
Long ago, I was left behind.
As the darkness grew,
no choices remained,
to evolve or to die:
Thus I am becoming like you.
Endless contemplation and logic,
crumbled to one singularity
of love and longing:
Will you ever come home?
Author notes
Picture Prompt: http://allpoetry.com/images/ext/Contest/2398/15.jpg?1206814464
A contest entry
- Not so Delightful Picture Inspired Contest by delightfulmess.
450 points, ended April 3, 2008, 18 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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whoa!!! powerful take on the pic
Thank you so much for the entry in my contest.
Delila
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Thank you very much. Was a fun prompt to write for.
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