Sunday, November 4, 2012

Poem 204 - The Black Hole

I'm the black hole sitting here absorbing space
I wonder if I'll reach the human race
There is no time inside me, I just eat it
And still just absorbing space, there I sit
I am dangerous, for you don't know what's inside me
I am the feared black hole, the great and mighty
But now I feel sad, for my job is boring
And I've got tired of this job of time storing
And I never seem to be full, always need to eat
So in my dark world, time I do greet
~Gaurang Rao

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