This is my attempt at making a epic poem/Novel. I will
come hither and I shall tell
oratory of the ages, I am
existing before existance
moving before movement
I have no begining
And I shall continue after the end
I've seen your struggle
an Interesting moment
how exciting life was
You tried to understand me
Used mechanisms to read me
you feared me
you cherished
you wasted me
now your gone
And what I shall do
Is reminisce
pondering why you made those choices
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What I take pleasure in
Is remembering "the rebirth"
where reality and fantasy entwined
and when hope was at its peak
the air was filled with joy
and the dew of faith danced with the winds
with such pomp and delight
The old people mourned though
happiness and sorrow mingled in their eyes
Before them, a field of bodies
resting peacefully in the wasted fields
It blended well with the clouds of duck
the dew srinkiling
shining, GLOWING
moving silently in the air
they piled upon the bodies
and as the dew landed
they glowed no more...
more and more descended
being absorbed by the field of decay
than a remarkable miracle occur
The grass, the grass exists once more!
and it grew, and grew, and shone!
roots of trees reached into the ground
I suppose for that refreshing shine
and these bodies, these bodies rise once more!
confused, disoriented they look up
and see the old people mourning and rejoicing
Than, only joy filled the air
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Humanity never defined that phenomena
Albeit, they gave that event a name
"the rebirth of twilight"
I gained all my knowlegde from you
so that event shall puzzle me
for infinity and forever, now and beyond.
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The morning's shine came at last
exposing the true beauty that was reborn
right before my eyes
These eyes, of the eternal poet
people were still in disbelief
The new masses set up specail markings
markings that represent divinity
the divinity of a deity
that never exists
my eyes never met such a presence
why do these people submit
to an all powerful but made up being?
I may never understand
and for the rest of the shine
people played games
celebrated without a care
believing the worst was behind them
taking in all the hapiness
such joy...
and yet such arrogance
so much happiness
yet so naive....
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the old people, they soon withered away
gone into the new found life of the fields
a look of optimism filled the new people's faces
and nothing happened
it soon became dark
and they still bided their time
bideed till day breaks in
and nothing happened
the new people, they never grew
no signs of age
they began to fear me
why fear me?
I only watch
My power does so involuntarily
I cannot rewind
I cannot forward
I cannot stay still
I am
All old mechanisms were gone
they began life anew
that place has reverted
a true rebirth
Back was classical agriculture
No metal beasts of death roaring down the land
claiming convenience
in exchange of this planet's life
animals were gathered
canines, birds, horses and sheep
they were kept in shelters
safe from being far away from light
that ball of burning light...
that stille shines
in the vast emptiness
no more metal to use
people shivered in thick cloths
the new people, they came together
they contemplated through the dark
and through the light
no more choldren existed!
They were shocked
they were horrified
they were scared
they believed I didnt exist
yet I still saw
and watched
and listened
they thought I was still
that I no longer exists
Yet one pointed to the smaller creatures
the ones they confined
they breeded
they multiplied
they aged
so the new people blamed the dew
the very rain that brought them back
those arrogant new people
they should be thankful of the dew
the dew of new life
the rebrith at twilight!
now they look back with fear
dread, doubt despair
scorn, hate and anger
these new people
look at themnow
no other people exists
so there was nothing else to watch
to listen, nothing
So I was forced into watching the new people
a divine punishment
in my eyes...
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All things that lives rest
in my eyes
when people's eyes are closed
I cannot see what they see
I always wonder what they wonder
wondering
nothing to do now but wonder
And people, they go somewhere
I can tell from what I heard
what I saw
but where do they go?
Their bodies are still there
and yet, they are somewhere else
they escape my eyes
they eschew scrutiny
when they sleep.
I always wondered
and winder if I, as well
can do something of that wonder.
And I wonder
if I was being scrutinized
being observed, studied.
I say this because of what happens next
the planet was closer to the ball of light
and now people were filled with hope anew.
Until they did their routine
escaping my eyes before me
And one, his eyes opened with fear
shaking and moist from the scent of fear
and his cry of fear echoed in the shelter.
The echo awokened others
and they gathered
and he spoke of his journey
outside of my eyes
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"High above the clouds!
Upon canyons that glowed an eerie twilight!
Symbols shining
as if embued with the canyons!
And a voice spoke to me
it echoed across these twilight canyons
and it said to me, it said to me
"A storm of destruction will soon plague the land
The highest of land will provide shelter
Head towards the sun
At the break of dawn
and never change direction
You have been revived my child...
By a mere tear of my grace
I will admit it was accidental
So now I'll fix my mistake
heed my warning
and if you do...
You will be together
with your old kin at last!
but if your lost in the chaos
your soul is no longer my concern
Beware for divine creatures will soon rule
And I must purge the Universe of them
So come quickly."
Blue_Innis Community Member 
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