E Nigma

~death Of My Creations~ - Poem by E Nigma

All the darkness I've consumed
And spread throughout my world
Sucks the very life
From all the stars in my sky

They used to shine bright
Now lifeless, they die
Destroying themselves they watch
The beauty of one another fade away

Gathering that burdening sadness
That time seems to grant them with
As they collapse under the weight
Of my soul, a black hole

Topic(s) of this poem: Thinking

Comments about ~death Of My Creations~ by E Nigma

  • Nika Mcguin (11/9/2014 11:12:00 PM)

    Sometimes the shortest poems are the most brilliant. That too can be said for this piece. And as a lover of astrology I really get a kick out of the comparison you made between your soul and a black hole - genius! I just love the sad sort of grace this poem holds. Though its on the shorter side, something about it makes you want to slow down and take your time while you're reading it. That is definitely the mark of a great poem.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 17, 2014

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