Half world

by Kevin Aditya

When the world is torn in two,
feelings grow and die
and the bits that survived
should bloom new petals
from the seed once yours and mine.

A flower never wilt
is a plant nowhere to be found
as the nature dictates
not even the pastoral rocks
would ever last forever.

The contemplation is deep, unnervingly deathly,
and when the night draws in
rays of moon spreads the greed and envy.

Idyllic life loses devastatingly
to the glam of souls over the coast of another half.
And when the world is torn in two
I could hardly bear the new meaning of me and you.

(it barely rhymes, I know, but fuck whatever)

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11 Comments to “Half world”

  1. it rhymes with heart, brother. head just can’t see quite as well

    and at some point, i think, god made everything he made to not to last. love, life, people, etc.
    He’s the only one that always will.
    and maybe we’re not gonna last forever in heaven.
    i think not, or at least, i just can’t stop thinking the possibilities. lol

  2. I love the last lines. And, I get it too.

    And when the world is torn in two, I could hardly bear the new meaning of me and you.

  3. whoaaa, kesasar disini trus baca2 banyak postingan situ. Kirain itu gambar dua bola mata yang saling melihat, ternyata bumi kalo dibelah dua ya. Bagooss…

  4. Impressive. Read mine if you have the time. I too, like to put my thoughts in words :))

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