Monday, December 1, 2008

Graviora Manent

If you could see where I am,
the burgeoning of your inquisition would fall.

Fade to an intrinsic shade of failure
so familiar to this loss of words.

Or maybe mirrors don't really match moves.

Rising ignorance.
I can't hear what you're saying anymore.

If only you could see where I am.
The burgeoning of my justification would fall.

Irrelevance at its crest.
I'm glad my gradient is gradual.

After all,
heavier things remain.

1 comment:

Nilay said...

A wonderful post...
Which would have been better understood if i didnt have to keep running for the dictionary. :D
But apart from that its quite good.
The only problem is I can't really get the rhythm of your thoughts.
If I did, then perhaps I could say its beyond awesomeness, etc.
But otherwise your thoughts are striking.