Thursday 16 May 2013

Outer Space

No Wind or any sense of time,
We're moving at the Speed of Light,
Whistling sounds, I hear,
As Darkness masks my sight.

I look to my right,
And I see the Sun shine,
Then I look to my left,
And I see the moonlight sublime.

Into Outer Space,
The most Unknown Place,
Where, of anything, there is no trace,
It's the pinnacle of true disgrace.

I'm looking down at the world in envy,,
Looking at the world rotate,
Looking from up here,
From Heaven's Gate.

I don't know what I'm doing,
Just trying to keep up the faith,
I don't know where I'm going,
Want to believe, where i go next, is a better place...

                                            - Amun Khot

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