Poems from othellogomes
I'm an undergrad physics student who's enthusiastically devoted to hobbies like poetry, philosophy, music and story writing. Most of my poems are merely written through whatever comes out of my subconscious mind. Sometimes, they may be conscious thought.
This aesthetic that blooms throughout,
Lays no end to my thought ;
The blueberries lay there by the evening sprinkle of dim light ...
All these materials glitter through my name,
This is why I never intended to seek any fame,
A labradorite of meaning always held my glory...
The Ultimate Mystery was done into history,
The Blue Bird Flies to the Breeze.
One Summer Turned away to fall,
As did the day you missed...
Mother? Why are stars so beautiful ?
Tim, they just represent all of us.
They are what we are.
We are their children.
They’re beautiful...
Vast, it spreads to nothingness,
Its wings have no spans, nor any ends,
No tangent in line,
No bisectors, but paradox,
Dwelling in no...