The lure, Before the fall.

by Suzana Salleh   Jun 25, 2011


From within the teeniest glimmer of hope,
Came a star burst galaxy of terra incognita.
Murmurs of a jargon seemingly unknown radiate,
Tingly warm to the touch.

The teasing glow emanating from it lures even the hardest, the strongest.
They linger forth not expecting anything, not daring to.
As they neared, the once unfamiliar murmur became all too familiar
A spell of dejavu? but all too real and different, forget why it was assumed

The odds? Only just another supernova of unimaginable mystery,
In a jargon only they can come to understand; as only they can hear it.

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