There's nothing in the world of matter,
just mere rocks that collect dust
In spirals; outside is a vacuum
a cacophony of silence
benumbing to the ears
and its cold...so bloody old
yet I've never seen the stars
shine so very bright
as they do...
Tonight. x
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful write - a poem of optimism. Enjoyed reading.