Confinement.

There are fragments of unspoilt beauty scattered across this vast, pitiless universe. Minuscule, unadulterated shards that attest the epitome of allurement.
Deceitfully, mortal-eyes were not fabricated to observe such phenomenon.
Yet, I am but one.
A solitary.
Privileged to bare witness to the sight of such rarity.

Reviews

[Astrid]

This has an almost indescribably feel to it that I could only try describe as raw, powerful, and unforgiving.

Quite an intense piece.

[Luke Cazalet-Smith]

I am finding it hard to comprehend the positive feedback I am receiving, to which I thank you once more! Your words truely hold great value to myself!

[Astrid]

Happy to help :) Keep up your amazing work

[Briana Burd]

I've never really explored much poetry, although I've always supported my friends and to be honest that's really my only experience. This speaks to me in an indescribable way, thank you for sharing.

[Luke Cazalet-Smith]

No, thank you. Thank you for offering such kind words, and spending such valuable time reading a piece of mine. You have given this piece the greatest gift of all. The gift of purpose. And that, I could not be more thankful for.

[ANTO]

I had David Attenborough doing a voice over here Luke - not being levitous - his scripts are after all written by professionals.
loved the use of 'deceitfully' and its implications.

[Luke Cazalet-Smith]

Such a profound comment, but appreciated none the less! Thank you once more, for taking the time to read my pieces and, not only comment, but appreciate them. So many thanks.