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Reign

  • Writer: Ceyda Güzelsevdi
    Ceyda Güzelsevdi
  • Aug 16, 2021
  • 2 min read

I'm divided

lost

divided into a million of them

each one loves me dearly

adores and consumes me fully

there is no such thing as making a choice

there is a thing called death

and ashes

as I'm sitting here

laying my essence in the empty space

I feel it

Both sides of immortal

Infinite

I don't have an end

there is not a way invented yet

that contain

the heavy space stuff I carry

maybe dark matter is in me

expanding with the energy

the universe is massive

and so are we

but just maybe the reason it accelerates this fast

is because

we too

carry

maybe what they call soul

is intelligent dark energy

lost in the theories

each one wants my life to marry

put a ring on the finger

take me away on a long lost ferry

unboxed thinking

maybe thoughts are what leaves us old and weary

maybe that is the proof that we too

expand so fast

like the one that is dark in its beauty

all our lives

we go searching

look for ways to contemplate

find that one melody

and transcribe it to symbols

invent languages

present realities

then forget they were once ideas

made up by what we call now

the sanitorials of minds

it is all connected

dependent on one and only feeling

the perspective

the piano washes away the reality

guitar introduces itself later on

greets you like there is nothing to worry

the notes calm you down

reminds that once there was nothing

and just because we made it a thing

does not mean that indeed we did succeed

humans are lost in the meaning

which they've translated nothing from

they are lost in the black sea

they call it thoughts as we speak

we humans

we named one thing and that was once nothing

we called that singularity

cause there could be no world

where the meaning could only be lost

making sense out of the world consisted of putting names on it

on it

the shadows

nature as we see

and yes there is so much we are incapable to see

when you close your eyes

that is when you start to see the real see

that is the magnificence

because reality

has always been a true matter of perspective

one which we lost ourselves in

now here standing

we use the reality we created to harm the ones we named

we once appreciated their beauty

before getting the urge to own them all

we humans

we love and comtemplate before we hate

and hate with all its darkness

is a form of beauty

because we humans are beautiful intelligent beings

the most of all

the imperfection

however it all should belong to no one

but us all


the sense of belonging is getting lost on me

I'm once again where I was

where I used to be


spinning round and round

learning

searching

feeling

enlightening

what I thought was lost


nothing was lost

but we found it instead


because once and now

there is and was

no such thing as meaning


we tore the storms apart

build ourselves the tools to carry

carry us above

airborne creatures we are

washing ourselves away in the beauty of pretense

it is all too

unplanned

we have the ability

free to decide and own

when we feel like it's time to rain over it

because we declare the nature incapable

we shall have the reign on it




and none should have the reign on us


 
 
 

1 Comment


Iain Merchant
Iain Merchant
Aug 16, 2021

The constant journey of the ethereal self, beautifully laid bare

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