Excursions to oblivion
Take these eyes
Shut down this skin
Stop this blood from running cold
Stop this heart from boiling thin
Insurgence of Oblivion
No territory
lost or won
No race against a dying sun
No place to hide when all is gone
Cadence of oblivion
A silence lost
A silence found
The chance to take time and again
Enigma of creations sound
Inversion of oblivion
A trail cut out
A passage in
These seasons of oblivion
Finality in motions spin
A fine start with a nice poem, Niamh. You may like to read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks
A silence lost and a silence found. The chance to take time and again is perceived amazingly in this brilliant poem. This poem is wisely penned...10...Welcome to PoemHunter.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful write with awesome imagery and great title...well done Niamh!