Narrative Poetry


Come run with me under a sepian sky 
Here where things belong to eternity
Thriving to make sense of its own existence 
So as to exist into plurality

Plunge with me into neotic waves 
That takes place into a clear space
Swim with me amongst fractals of light 
That crashes into one another
To thrill your spark

And at the dawn of our species 
Let us rise higher 
Than that of what defines us here
“The clock stopped on horrific issues – 
Bounded like soporific smokes 
Through argented twinkled stars”
I made my way through the clusters of mind 
Searching for the intelligence that leads me

I looked into them 
And they looked into me 
And there… 
I’ve seen my own mind 
into fractals of light. 

By Eiravel

I am married, and I have two sons. I live on the island of Mauritius. I love to write fiction, poems, and blog. I've self-published a science-fiction book (Darcocyte). I aspire to make a living through my creative writings. I am a very passionate person. I love the sublime and the strange; and I am also interested in all types and forms of art that pleases my mind.

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