A Dark Glowed Circle

[Sarcham]

A Dark Glowed Circle

Solidified in starry skies,
Came the gaze
With which I rise.
A father in some distant morning
Ponders life engulfed in haze.
Where they’ll go,
We can’t be certain.
But where they were,
We think we know.

We’re sure of nothing
Not in person,
Or in lasts and new beginnings.
Why we sigh
Is fact not fiction.
Unease brought on
By unsure grinnings.

Sparks dance
In finite ballrooms.
Born of death,
But full of life.
They know the music
In their trance.
Stare in eyes,
And hold their breath.

[suddenxsilence]

In finite ballrooms.( is this supposed to be "in infinate ballrooms" or just "infinate ballrooms"?)Born of death,
But full of life.
They know the music
In their trance.
Stare in eyes,
And hold their breath.



That's pretty good. It is deep and I had a little trouble pulling your specific meaning out of it. I pulled a lot of confusion out of it though. I love the imagery. Good work...

[Sarcham]

No it is supposed to be "in finite"

Thanks

[nickyano]

cool poem dude