History's Forgotten Past

by HansRik   Jan 20, 2006


History's Forgotten Past

The fragile existence sounds in the wind,
As a shattered memory.

Decaying history,
Overridden by the crows' prelude to Death
In an empty realm of dark, intangible instruments.

The storms whisper of a pitiable past,
An artificial present withering away into a
Futile future.

The rainy rampage collapses into infinity-
A mystery dissolving like ice:

Life.

'Tis here, the old Story is told:
We are all made of stardust,

An accident in the history of the universe.
An explosion (a mistake) that formed the infinite possibilities of randomness.
But we are all One, we are Naught.

We are all made of stardust; we are all made of History.

These ethereal realities never cease to implode
Within the vastness of emptiness.

Eternity exists in one second's thought; the Totality, in my palm.

HansRik (nom de plume) (C) Copyright 2006

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  • 17 years ago

    by Micky

    Great job i really like it i have u as one of my favorites and hope that u could add me

    Love
    micky

  • 18 years ago

    by **dare~2~breathe**

    Wow, your writting never disapointes me, i love the way you can capture the imagination and lace it with reality.. your style of writting is one of my favourites. i love it.. i look forward to more soon xx

  • 18 years ago

    by Fluffy

    Excellent poem HansRik. That was so well captured and you grasped true emotion as you wrote with atmospheric terms. Fantastic, a definate 5/5. Keep writing!

    Much love and God bless,
    FalLeN*-

    P.S: Check out some of my poems!

  • 18 years ago

    by shobhana kumar

    Great writing! the depth of emotions and words chosen seems to travel way beyond your years.

    great once again

    good luck and peace
    shobhana

  • 18 years ago

    by FireCracker

    AWESOME JOB !!!