Tuesday, June 25, 2013

The Black Hole

It was only a tiny little spot,
neatly cleared up, no mess at all
totally empty, staring at me...
not for long, I was smug and easy
took to feeding it slowly but surely,
as it grew greedily,
to enormous stature;
no hope of satiation, whatsoever;
I went on relentlessly
pooled in every resource I owned and borrowed;
what was just a poor little void
is now a panoptic hungry black hole;
Dreading me from deep within,
Waiting for absolute usurpation;
Nothing seems the Matter to it
And not even a faint Light returns!


Deepa said...

Rereading it tells me its very bad. Will rewrite it.

Happy heart said...

It's not. It's certainly beautiful.

Ankur said...

I think it is good; please let it be as it is.

Deepa said...

Thank you Happy Heart!
Thank you Ankur! I think I will, now!

Deepa said...

So Happy Heart is You?! wow! :-))Just now saw ur pic.

Time for tea? Time for two!

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