Two poets falling in love
Is as rare and arresting
As two galaxies merging;
Circling each other
For millions of years;
Creating a beautiful chaos
Of stars and cosmic dust;
Sustaining each other
But also destroying;
Sucking all energies around
Before collapsing as one.
Two poets together
Cause bright fireworks
Melodious harmonies
And blossoming buds;
But something that divine
Never lasts long enough;
Too soon they coalesce
Into a supernova of light.
Then darkness.
~azmina
YOU ARE READING
Of Floating Buoys and Broken Bells
Poetry"Poetry flowed like little rivulets From the ocean that was her soul." ~azmina Our souls dance to the rhythm of poetry. A small collection of my poems that will, hopefully, provide the beats to your dance.
