Graveyard Noise
Sitting here lost in thought
listening to this graveyard noise
just looking out into dust and ash.
I see you drifting into an empty city
of empirical sums.
Alone, distant is my voice echoing
into this apathy of stone…
all I hear is graveyard noise.
Feeling the totality of all,
Watching cinders fall,
Glittering stars burnt from heavenly Wars…
drift like lost wishes.
Dust and Ash…
Not thinking only feeling a sleeping city.
Deep!
Seeing the population of humanity
As fleeting lives like red embers falling,
each a wishful of dust n ash…
Each emote, a speck,
Falling
…falling on this apathetic face,
In this empty city of empirical sums
…graveyard noise.
The totally of One,
Knowing none looking into the city, undone!
Feeling the absence of divinity,
only seeing its aftermath
of dust and ash…
Wasted wishes blown in storms wrath,
a woman’s tears flown,
as dishes crash,
the fist Falls at last…
In the city of Dust n Ash
Stars are tracings in heavens fault, vast!
Deep in to this wasted land.
All a alone… after midnight, my mind roams.
Distant is my voice as it echoes, dies at last…
Lost in thought, only looking out into this
city of Dust and Ash!
Feeling this graveyard noise!
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