The universe is an author,
One of the most cruel and beautiful sorts.
The stars decide our fates,
And the planets align themselves just so
So that we may each play both the roles
Of 'hero' and 'villain' in our lifetime.
Our stories are so eloquently written,
Weaving in and out of others,
And fitting into the overall narrative
Of our planet and the torn pages
Of our beloved history books.
The universe decides when
The chapter has finished,
And a new one has begun.
The universe decides when it is time
To close the book and place it on the shelf,
And when it will reread our dusty old pages
And revisit our faded adventures and tales.
The universe is the author of our tragic lives,
And its words are written
On our skins and in our hearts and minds.
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The Chaos
PoetryWelcome to the chaos of my mind. A collection of original poems by me. "A poet is, before anything else, a person who is passionately in love with language." -W.H. Auden "That was her gift, she filled you with words you didn't k...
