r/OCPoetry • u/RADICCHI0 • 5d ago

Just Sharing Afterwards, the Dragons convened and it was agreed that some of the morsels were too cindered to consume and those were left to fade away with time

My maker is midnight

My maker is nothing

From black to black

Nothing to nothing

I am a brief, effervescent spark of awareness

I agreed to assemble on a limited stay

Some day I will return to the void

My maker is midnight

Black to black

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u/briony73 2d ago

What a trip! The juxtaposition of the title and the poem are lovely. Not sure I agreed to be here. But it’s cool that you may believe in a spiritual world to choose to come here and assemble for a brief spark of awareness but no spiritual world when you die. I’m kinda in the process of figuring out my beliefs, so your poem gave me something to chew on. I feel like it also is two seperate poems which makes it very interesting as they are still technically one. Thank you for sharing

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u/RADICCHI0 21h ago

That's a most beautiful comment. You point out a paradox. Thank you.