A small story

Our love is a small story,
Not a saga;
And not yet a folk tale.

Somehow we always fall,
Where we feel the safest;
To be ourselves.
This could be added to law of physics
If noṭ yet.

And then a tension sets in,
Which has an apparent way,
And a fathomless subway;
Taken over by chemistry,
And it's exothermic equation.

Spurring the peace efforts,
And confidence restoration measures;
All in the sphere of geo politics/ diplomacy.
From the randomness of electron,
Oozing out from each pore;
To the stability of protons,
Sedated in each nucleus;
Making us so light
That we could float.
Dopamined.






Poetry by Deeps
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Written on 2016-06-15 at 17:45

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Bibek The PoetBay support member heart!
Loved the way you infused various physical phenomena in the poem.
2016-06-16


one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
a small story which gets smaller and smaller, until all that exists are the particles of your yet to be folk tale.

i enjoy the broad range of your imagery.
2016-06-16