Life is...

December 14, 2012
FALLING, falling, catching all the sky
Filling up the night like a lonely firefly
A flicker, a moment, a tale without reason
A burning cold, a freezing heat, a most intemperate season
Never a more senseless sense,
A more melodic song
Never a more present tense,
A more incessant wrong
A feeling of desire, never to be filled
An unsurrendered will, never to be willed
A living, breathing thing, never to be killed
Falling, falling, cradled by the sky
Whispers you to sleep with a silent lullaby…

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Basya44 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jan. 28, 2013 at 1:43 am
This definitely should have been in the magazine. Shame on the editors. You are simply BRILLIANT.
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