Quiddity, a poem by Introverted Thoughts at Spillwords.com
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Quiddity

Quiddity

written by: Introverted Thoughts

 

Through a seam in the fabric of existence
Does the day’s soul leak through;
The sole witness to the shadows
Bending to the tune of bones-
As they carve an object of flight
From parchment, so frail.

On turned tables do we cavort
To rhythms, unhindered by probabilities-
As we thrive between intervals undefined.
For the truth of being, do we bleed.
The sick stench of facades
Obscuring visions of beauty blighted.

In a world where
Trust is tainted with trust,
Love stained by love,
As hands that walked our first steps
Are forced into binds by
Hands that wrought hateful love;
Existence, do we muster.

Oh, call out hearts and souls –
For sustenance of sight so true,
Whilst we soar through
A world set ablaze – for fear of loss,
In remembrance of music
That once held love captive.

Introverted Thoughts

Introverted Thoughts

Introverted Thoughts or D, as she prefers to be called, is an introverted teen who loves reading, writing, drawing and anything Science. She mainly posts articles, poems and random thoughts on her blog, Random Specific Thoughts. She uses words for expression but pens them down for catharsis and is always open to constructive criticism and any kind of feedback!
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