This Myth Of Life

Today I am alone―
with myself,
not even with wet eyes.
A corona intends to go into flames.

Stars unaligned―
where was the need of the god
to commit a failure?
The ruins must stay for ever.

Hurtling towards the sun
you wanted to know― why black scorpions
live in the flares of light?

Nothingness bites you. The
despair hurts, because you wanted
the freedom to die without
inventing the Deity.

My guilt should not be identified.

Reviews

[Fabian G. Franklin]

I enjoyed the read but I found this very sad as I've never felt "alone" in all my life, not even as a child. Oh, I've been alone and I lived a bachelor's life for nearly 30 years. I've suffered the loss of both my parents and a few of my siblings but I've never known utter "loneliness". I can say that no ruins last forever. I share that belief with Shelley and his "Ozymandias". Life has a way of moving us all in our destined directions, whether we walk, crawl or need be carried.