Friday, August 24, 2012

In the beginning

there is no
flowery creator
proclaimed
maker of
humanity’s mistakes
no guiding light
forcing hands
making plans
rather
we’re a solitary
random blunder
a big bang
synapse of
molecules
with zero
purpose
equating
nothing

2 comments:

Chandran Solomon said...

'tis true,... we r alone in our dreams too! ... the poems of your poignantly brings out the pathos of a life lived thru senses,... as we let go in the throes of death's embrace.... realisation is not how mundane encompasses all we did and do,... it is about going back empty-handed,..after all

Ivan Stoikov - Allan Bard said...

Really interesting poetry! Thank you for sharing it and adding me as a friend at goodreads! I guess you'll like a suggestion of mine? Using sites like zazzle.com, cafepress. com, fiverr? They could be a good way to show your works and to help "remove" stupidity in the streets like headlines on t-shirts, fridge-magnets, cups, etc: My Boyfriend kisses Better Than Yours, FBI - female body inspector, etc. Not everything we see and think of should be about sex, right? It would be much better if there were more nice pictures (even of mythical creatures), good thoughts, poems (from any genre are welcome I guess), etc? I'm allanbard there, I use some of my illustrations, thoughts, poems from my books (like: One can fight money only with money, Even in the hottest fire there's a bit of water, All the problems in the world lead to one - narrow-minded people, or
Let's watch the moon, let's meet the sun!
Let's hear soon the way the Deed was done!
Let's listen to the music the shiny crystals played,
let's welcome crowds of creatures good and great...
etc). I guess such lines look and sound much better than the usual we see every day? Best wishes, Happy New Year! Let the wonderful noise of the sea always sounds in your ears! (a greeting of the water dragons' hunters - my Tale Of The Rock Pieces).