See the world being translated
into a language that is forbidden
by our father, by our son
by the spirit that is shaking in disbelief
into this land we fall
into this hole we swim
deeper and deeper into a trench
a city underwater
soaked in the remains of the extinct
who once lived great lives
shaping the world into earth
molding the earth into graves
A city underwater
with structures of perfect cuboids
barely touching the heavens above
an island of paradise
a shadowing cloud of darkness
obstructing the blinding white light
gifted to them by the sky
the sun and the stars
photosynthesizing the blue
pink, red, yellow corals
cheerfully humming to the sorrowful tune
of a disappeared light
"we were born together
and will die together
because we love each other
but what is love?"
The underwater people
head of a fish
eyes of a cat
lips of a horse
flippers of a tortoise
body of a gorilla
tentacles of a squid
shell of a lobster
feathers of a peacock
truly a beautiful species
an amalgamation of the brightest pearls of life
extinct
I walk along the corridor
of the office on the twenty-fifth floor
of a perfectly cuboid tower
as the structure no longer reaches for the heavens
not even barely there
a mile away
maybe five miles away
I have not sunk deeper
nor have I rose towards the surface
yet I am suffocating
as I walk along the corridor of elevators
painted with an arid yellow-orange tint
the humidity of the room is being swallowed
by the parched sapphire-laced chandelier
YOU ARE READING
Nebula at Sea
PoetryThe journey of a man venturing into a world of insecurities, apathy, and strangeness. A story of growing up. A rhythm of escaping into the fantasy of the self. This is a collection of poetic stories through sufferings, hardships, and recovery. A rev...
