Sunday, 12 May 2019
For every end there's a beginning
The Ending said
Yes this looks like it
We've had a nice time
But its high time we quit
The beginning said, hmm, now well
Where shall we start
To begin at the beginning
But I had a change of heart
The thing with love is its a terrible weed
It gets in your garden because
Of your greed
And you lust after things
You don't possibly need
You try to mow it down
Even kill its seed
But when its already grown
There nothing for it than to lead
You ought to know
There's no beginning or end
To the heart
To cut off an emotion
Is not like an engine
With an ignition key
So Beginning said again
I am the creator
The great instigator of what your heart needs
And End stepped in like a terrible black friend
With a macabre sense of humour
No point hanging around you'll get a tumour
With all this worry and stress
Life is too short
For this lifelessness
This holding on to something
Like the strands of a scarf
Don't make me laugh
Said Death
End's brother in arms
Cousin to rebirth
So now rebirth
The mother to Beginning
Gave forth her bellyful of wisdom
Be wise my child with your life force
But go out into the wild world
And multiply
For the mountains shall divide
And be swallowed by the sea
And the tides will cover the islands
And what will be shall be
I like to write poetry and perform it at poetry nights. I've been writing some form of it since school years.
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