A love story of Jeremiad

Take my soul and set it free Am not asking for perpetuity or eternity Even just one second would be enough For I crave freedom , freedom & freedom For I am painted to be an independent work of art A masterpiece. A reason for apocalypse. Not a rising star but a pulsar , a nebula promising catastrophe For just a moment let all that sink in The world around you no more exists Afterall in the end it's just A perfect illusion A love story of jeremiad And then among cluster of stars , metaphorical moons (flowers) Poetry , paper & ink You will find solace , authenticity & Eternal happiness.