Perfect chaos

by East Poetry   Jan 7, 2011


Perfect chaos,
grand design,
infinite substance,
or of the mind?

The ultimate
never ending fractal,
a perfect sphere,
of all things tactile.

Stepping back
to see its glory,
is there a beginning
to its story?

Inertia, gravity,
pull and resistance,
this bewildering thing
we call existence.

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  • 11 years ago

    by Paul Gondwe

    This was amazing. Your choice of words is very unique.

  • 11 years ago

    by Xanthe

    I must agree: the comparison is original. Also the rhymes flowed really well. A powerful piece for something short. Well done :)
    -X

  • 11 years ago

    by Kitty Kurse

    I liked it, it was short your flow was great. You must really like science huh?xD

  • 12 years ago

    by DeviousCharmer

    I liked it :)

  • 12 years ago

    by Angel

    I like your use of words its very well put together :)

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