blazeofglory
04-20-2008, 09:33 PM
This poem is born out of the inspirations I got from Lucidnightmares' titled 1:26.
I plagiarized the idea. I apologize to the poet for all this.
Sheer void, and nothing else
Emptiness everywhere
No sound, and not even space
No sense of time
That was what we call the state of the univse
Previous to the birth of time and space
The feeling of time and space is very much intense now
In fact the world we live in is a concept
A projection of our imagination
There is no world, no god, no heaven
All come out of us
Like the way the spider spins and creates a web.
The world begins at birth and ends at death
Nothing goes beyond that
Do not entangle yourself with questions of rebirths
This world is real, and unseen the other world or after-world is unreal
Let us together you and me create a world
A world, the way a painter does on a canvas
To stir up imaginations, a beauty out of nothing
For everything exists just we do, and with us everything passes away
We are gods, and everything we do could be done out of godliness
For there are hidden forces within us, some creative energies
And let us accrue our energies and syndicate all our energies
And create a world just the way a potter does out of clay
We are potters and everything we have is clay
There are forces within us stirring
Let us create a world, a beauty
You and me together
I plagiarized the idea. I apologize to the poet for all this.
Sheer void, and nothing else
Emptiness everywhere
No sound, and not even space
No sense of time
That was what we call the state of the univse
Previous to the birth of time and space
The feeling of time and space is very much intense now
In fact the world we live in is a concept
A projection of our imagination
There is no world, no god, no heaven
All come out of us
Like the way the spider spins and creates a web.
The world begins at birth and ends at death
Nothing goes beyond that
Do not entangle yourself with questions of rebirths
This world is real, and unseen the other world or after-world is unreal
Let us together you and me create a world
A world, the way a painter does on a canvas
To stir up imaginations, a beauty out of nothing
For everything exists just we do, and with us everything passes away
We are gods, and everything we do could be done out of godliness
For there are hidden forces within us, some creative energies
And let us accrue our energies and syndicate all our energies
And create a world just the way a potter does out of clay
We are potters and everything we have is clay
There are forces within us stirring
Let us create a world, a beauty
You and me together