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Tuesday, January 6, 2026

Uncertain Waves Of Time

Uncertain Waves Of Time
© Surazeus
2026 01 06

She waits beside the dead elm on the hill 
for eighty thousand sparrows to emerge 
from laughing skull of Hamlet before dawn 
till horde of Vikings storm the temple hall 
to hang the minister of state affairs 
whose eyes are television screens of glass. 

She climbs colossus of fear with lame hands 
by dreaming doorway of warm days gone by 
till Earth of fake dreams disappears in myths 
that flutter mad wings fraught from memory 
of Death singing on streetcorners at dawn 
to chase the monster of depravity. 

She seals stark crack of starless night with blood 
to prove she loves with ache of bitter seeds 
sly ghost of silence with alacrity 
despite his deeds of stealing masonry 
from walls of paradise built by our hands 
before winds scatter pages of weird books. 

She wanders with uncertain waves of time 
beyond forever veiled by mist of fate 
to carry teardrops from pulsating lake 
that we acquire by potent loyalty 
with flawless anguish through obscurity 
because we know about the sudden moon. 

She drags her dazzling soul across the world 
with heavy sorrow of escaping boats 
bound by frail anchor to false sense of time 
each hour torrential waters of our mouths 
adjust our point of view with slanting rays 
against nocturnal passion of glass skulls. 

She twirls prodigious globe of fractured souls 
through muting maelstrom of excessive maps, 
encircled by caressing hands of care 
too beautiful to love beyond each death 
erasing laughter from the circus tent 
as long as we remain on spinning Earth. 

She measures silhouette of nameless souls 
enhanced by shocking chains of consequence 
that unspool luminous threads through respect 
for harmony with flames of hopelessness 
from masks invisible to curious eyes 
because we want to give each other names. 

She understands soft chime of honesty 
contained by faint resentment children sell 
to shield the fragile mind of consciousness 
from sweet excruciating pain of faith, 
mature with iridescent thoughts we share 
till we drown in colossal pool of words. 



1 comment:

  1. Orpheus sails boat across the sea to island in the mist where he finds the raven girl dancing in the sunlit ring of stones, and they kiss.

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