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Art in Thanatos Reach
By The lost and the found
Immense beauty withers at its arrival
Bringing forth pain and lost
Distant yet close
Innevitable at most
Slithering through
futile longings
Pondering upon constant resistance
Instead
of fringing at its sight
Embrace it we shall
Oblige in its
freedom
In its peace of creation
In its nothingness we shall.
Heaven and hell are insults to your future
Souls wonder not
in them but in you
They voyage upon your inexplicability
As
they rest once and for all
In sublime slumber
We shall all.
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Copyright 2012 The lost and the found
Published on Sunday, January 22, 2012.
Filed under: "Philosophical" and
"Poetry"
Comments on "Art in Thanatos Reach"
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On Friday, February 10, 2012, Dreaming in Stanzas
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wrote:
This is a lovely poem, reread it several times.
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On Saturday, February 11, 2012, The lost and the found
(22) wrote:
Thank you very much
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On Sunday, January 22, 2012, The lost and the found
(22) wrote:
Thanks very much
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On Sunday, January 22, 2012, dwells
(4177) wrote:
Interesting exposition on the nature of art, thanks.
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On Sunday, January 22, 2012, Polaris
(21) wrote:
Well written. I enjoyed this poem much.
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On Sunday, January 22, 2012, haunted
(837) wrote:
awesome poem, perfect flow for a non rhyming write. excellent!
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