The Black Force
The time-space continuum,
containing God particles of wonder,
defined the nucleus of nascent creation
in the eternal niche of nothingness.
The collapsed stars of the cosmos,
the high gravity mass of celestial entity,
light can’t escape my event horizon,
encapsulates whatever I suck in.
My black force dilates time,
makes it run slow, even stops its flow,
annihilates all cosmic information
within my singularity mystic core unique.
Things created with God particles,
at the end of life time prime,
the unassailable essence
gravitates soul to disappear in my hole.
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2024
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