The broken machine

Old and rusting
Slowly wearing out
Coming to an end

Soon all will be still
The beginning the same as the end

In time I will know
For before I was little more then an a prisoner
Watching shadows play

I will be free from my own constraints

Yet my ego will be gone
Lost with in the whirlpool
I will only exist in what I have left behind
My person will be shared within the universe

Lost with in the whirlpool
The beginning the same as the end


Elizabeth Duncan

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  • Gerijuliaj
    Gerijuliajalmost 4 years ago

    Your poetry is wonderful..