My dark friend
We continue sailing in a sea of sand and stone, boating with blood and tears.
As humans, we will never comprehend the universe.
We will never consume the absolute enlightenment.
In our quest, we bleed, we cry, we laugh.
We mature as gods, we reincarnate as demons.
Sorrowfully, the wisdom doesn't apprehend our combat and our passion.
We are burning fuel.
We give for a while, then we travel against the gravity of our origin.
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Letters To My Dark Friend (#Wattys2015)
شِعرMy Dark friend, I have written those letters for you. It's getting darker before midnight .
