My overthinking mind asked a question,
I tried seeking the answer in procrastination,
Were You created just for Me,
Or to create a beautiful tragedy.
Were You created to inflict pain,
Or to heal this broken heart,
To make me fall in Love again,
Or to break me apart.
Until now were You living amongst the stars,
Or created from the love of the universe,
To tattoo me with infinite scars,
Or to release Me from this eternal curse.
Wondering why were You created,
Wondering what spell have You casted,
Stay as You are,
Even if miles afar.
I wonder if Our eyes can meet a bit longer,
Or were You meant to be a stranger,
As look at the stars above,
My overthinking mind has fallen in love.
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Poemosaurus Rex Challenge Winners
Hard to conceive, now, how extraordinary it would have been to find the bones of those terrible lizards in the earth — in a time before humans had conceived of anything other than a Great Chain of Being, a static creation. Yet long after Darwin they still have a hold over us, these creatures which are the ancestors of sparrows and seagulls. All hail the dinosaur! They are at once real and mythic, objects of science and objects of wonder, exhibitions in museums and children’s toys. No wonder Vocal Creators responded with such a variety of work to our Poemosaurus prompt.
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