The events of life are beyond human understanding.The world collapses in less than a second.
The sun throws invisible hats away
It has no feet anyway
And hunts for darkness,
And controls after a success
Today, more hands to hold life,
Today, more machines to hold life,
Turns its eyes to see the outlaid hands,
And laughs it off
Man, imperfectly held by gravity
Feels the rupture of the day
From fame to lame, glory to folly, in a second
Tears make a visit, and the pictures stay, as wound
Bad luck invests in depth
And manifests in Floaters of earth
Floaters join in the slogans of owls
And loudness of fowls
Despise visits and takes the comfortable seat
The boringness of life becomes too hard to beat
It fountains deep thoughts
Permits weeds in cemented inners
.When I think about the breaking of the heart the breaking of glass comes to mind. I picture them both as the same thing.
We talk about religions but we forget that every religion follows humanity, a virtue towards extinction. We are not exhausted yet to act like demons.