Collide
And when we collide
we split like atoms, destroying
worlds, and I am lost
to myself,
and when we
collide
I see new colours,
hear the music
of the truth
behind the veil,
and when
we
collide, time slips
like sand
through my fingers,
thoughts float away from me
like balloons, words mean
nothing
anymore,
and when we
collide
I die
so many tiny deaths
and am reborn.
4 Comments
Deborah Allin
Powerful.
boudika
?? thank you.
SRIKANTH
Wonderful poem ? from destruction to life !
boudika
Thank you, that’s such a beautiful way to see it! ??