nothingness is the air around you
nothing really
no colour. no great noise.
but cant do without. this nothingness.
nothingness are vast open spaces.
no traffic . no houses for miles.
a wary stillness. like life dozing ,
toes curled up.
nothingness is essentially all good deeds
hidden goodness. never recognised
unproclaimed love, silent prayers
a lot of toil, honest sweat.
all nothingness. lost you say
marching silently into the night.
nay, its never lost. love and pain and honest sweat
fills all the spaces between us and in us.
so pour some more
fluild love.
for today and tommorow to breathe in.
and some for the yeserdays to live in.
5 comments:
Wish I could think of something intellectual to contribute or comment. But 'nothing' is coming to my mind. I think I was able to get the general drift. Will be back on this space after some poetry appreciation lessons.
i prefer an audience who dont understand poetry because i dont know much either.:)
we will learn together
sounded profound and kind of good. I think you are learning well. :-)
:): i am trying to get some more talented friends to publish their poems here. read some of their then we 'll know .
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