Thursday, April 29, 2010

Agora

Bad spelling poem


The love that bent
The love that broke
It built me up from foetus
To flesh and bone

An instant that travelled
Through countless eternity’s
And made its home
In a hollow shell

The insides weave a web
One that never dissipates
That cannot move
As if it was bound by a leaden rock

Not thunder
Nor hooks
Could capture it
And move it from its anchored place

It could not be confined
It rose up through the skies
And miasemed into atmosphere
It traveled light

Its full authority
Tricking through several universes
Its power bound
And trapped the humans

The thought provoked
Slipped seamlessly
Across the world
And landed everywhere

It did not move
It did not waver
Although it was clouded in
Lies and destruction

It lingered long
And settled like a dew
On every forest
Real or not

It covered light
It spread through sound
It tunneled earth
Its voice so loud

They beat at it
They tore its skin
It bled for eons
It birthed an army

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