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The Star and the Flowers


Mountains claw at the sky,

Asperous ridges etching morning radiance,

Scabrous silhouettes impress evening gloom,

Rumblings of Earth in her final cry.


Oceans grasp at the slick sands,

Surging gallons crashing with flow of tide,

Cavernous depths gasping at precarious ebbs,

Unrequited. They drown the transient lands.


Nature tainted slinks on callous,

Lion of gazelle, man of woman; child,

Dissolute deportation insentient,

Feigned morality swathed in malice.


Where then lies hope? We lament.

Beyond the stars in cosmic knowledge?

Intrinsically within ancestral bones?

In religiosity bred malcontent?


There is no hope.

Only pain.

Only death.

It’s depths we can never grope.


The star gazed upon the ravenous nature around him and wept; cosmic-imbued tears fell to the ground and sprouted perfect, white four-leaved clovers. He reached for one and watched as it turned to dust between his fingers. Disintegrated. Falling on his knees, crushing the sprouting flora, he continued to weep and bring to bloom a myriad of the fragile flowers. Like everything else on this cursed planet – this cursed universe; life was temporary. And he would continue to experience the anguish it wrought within his newly formed heart.

About Nthato Morakabi

Nthato Morakabi is a South African born, published author working as a Technical Writer for Everlytic and a writer for Gamecca Magazine. He has published short stories both internationally and locally, and is hoping to publish a novel in the near future. He is an avid reader, inspired blogger, and an aspiring digital artist.

8 responses »

  1. You’ve got an orgiastic talent there – let it rip!

  2. Another beautiful read.

  3. I’m a huge astronomy buff, so the picture drew me right in. Lovely read! 🙂


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