Forms Within The Formless - Poem by Ayni Poet
Fallen golden, cyclamen and platinum leafs
From bleeding stars above,
Pricking a sky that is on fire,
Are plating black rocks and their lofty ferns in
Phosphorescent flames and sunset ashes
That cascade over a Venusian cyan lake.
A sequence of flawless design, gleaming in sensations
A view deluging from a poet's stanza or
A massive oil painting placed in an artists' studio,
This contretemps between carbon and oxygen
Amplified throughout the multiverses,
Blurs the edges between happiness and despair,
Fear and valiance,
Fiction and real.
Frames of life happening always ahead of
An eye that laughs,
An eye that cries,
Within a formless eye
Which watches itself.
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