Holy Grail
The moon smiles at me
And tells me a story
A story of vastness and endlessness
Nevertheless, the satellite never
Revealed to me the contents
of the picture of words.
So I started to unfold it myself.
In this undertaking, I started to
Loose fragments of my precious form
What have I reaped
Or what have you gathered
By living a wretched life full of
Sorrow, grief and happiness in its
Dirtiest form.
However, we can do a lot
By leaving all these together
To escape means to leave
a room without a sound.
For this, we have items,
So dangerous that we forget
ourselves like how god
Forgets that the pouring
Rain is drowning the earth
Let us dissolve in this euphoria
And never come back
For coming back would only make
Our yearning for a reverie,
Strong.
And believe me, christ wouldn't
Condemn this as neither of us
Are deserving of ourselves
So come now, lovely, let us
Jump directly into this story
The moon is weaving.
There is only pain in earthly existence
And none in the words of the moon.
https://www.teenink.com/poetry/free_verse/article/1148828/Holy-Grail
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