Black Holes

A massive hell is overcoming me when I start,
The space around is a little selfish for it stays;
The universe may be angry, it may be sad
But the whole world knows the whole planet.
This place is a place of real ruin, light surpasses
Yet light can not now escape, for it is yet to appear.
The sun and stars are leaning at our wishes,
Fulfilling our requests, butter is solid.
Meanings are bounties, suffering is words,
The language of a black-hole appears before the eyes.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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