I Am Instant Poem by Saint Cynosure

I Am Instant



Broken down to truth once more,
seems many times the favor.

Inside the space dwelt for alone,
some stare to share the flavor.

Darkedness the view to eyes,
the ears they hear the distant.

Realizing not alone,
could vanish without sentence...


I am instant.

Wednesday, July 30, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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