Dilated Stare

Sunlight creeps through the window
Evoking a sensation of something warm
I sit, as the rays engulf my surroundings
The shadows disappear, so does the dark.

I gaze my weary eyes outside the window
Watching this bleak world turn golden
So unreal to see
It's the same place
A place where daylight aches.

Among the debris and the dust
I see a tree
Beneath sits a mortal. An insignificant being.
A creation of god.
Seeping everything this world has to offer.
Endless delusion within
Desolation and despair.

A blank expression on his face
It's all unreal to him
A radiant life falters
Into a petrified spirit
Staring with dilated eyes.

I shift my gaze
As my surroundings change
A familiar dimension
As the shadows reappear
Filling this astral space
With darkness dense as matter.

A blank page awaits in front of me
Pale.
With trembling limbs
I reach for my pen. My source of light.
I stare at the page.
An endless, dilated stare.

Reviews

[Rye]

A blank page awaits in front of me
Pale.
With trembling limbs
I reach for my pen. My source of light.
I stare at the page.
An endless, dilated stare.

I really loved this part, A blank page can yet be so deep, consist of pondering thoughts
that are inside, very well written write. enjoyed.

[Blackheart]

Indeed. A blank page can hold a thousand words. A blank page can itself tell a story. All we need is a matter of perspective and we can then find meaning in the darkest of nights.

Glad you enjoyed this too Jellybeam. :)

[Solar]

A nirvanic/nihilistic quality about these lines: I see a tree
Beneath sits a mortal. An insignificant being.
A creation of god.
Seeping everything this world has to offer.
Endless delusion within
Desolation and despair.

A blank expression on his face
It's all unreal to him
A radiant life falters
Into a petrified spirit
Staring with dilated eyes.

[Blackheart]

Indeed. So glad you understood my thoughts. Thank you so much.

[jesserose99]

Well blackheart, your work is inspiring to say the least, to think of what it might be like to see the through the eyes of something...well not mortal. The idea that there are creations that are not of God is incredibly thought provoking too. Of course that may be so, a thought I hadn't even pondered in my life, which makes me feel so vain.
The pen is clearly your source of light friend, and your ink shines through and is touching.

[Blackheart]

Thank you so much for your kind words. I am so glad this gave you something to think about. A big thanks to you for the review.

[TNAULREY]

Wow! Excellent work. You made me a fan. I will be sure to check out more of your writing.

[Blackheart]

Thank you so much. You made my day! :)