I don't believe in fate,
my world is physics.
See how beautifully,
the atoms are colliding.
See the electromagnetic fields,
causing my emotions.
See how I wither,
trapped in my intellect,
by succumbing my soul,
to the vacuum of space.
See how beautiful,
death can be,
when you look at it,
by forgetting yourself.
It's translated from Finnish, but I did try to keep a part of the original feeling in it... But the lack of quality in that poem is caused more by my lack of skill than the translation... But do tell me what you think.
*looks at collection of Keats's poems*
*sobs*
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