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Tom Lefort Jun 2020
When the glass runs empty,
When the bottle falls
And drops of life all are that's left,
The emptiness I consume
Betrays the man we best forget.

When all that pours is nothingness,
When the end is all that calls
And drinks the days I now forget,
The darkness I will choose
Hides this man and his regrets.

TS Lefort 2020
Mike Jun 2020
I wake up to see

Bright sunlight

But is it really sunlight?

It is a light but

It doesn't seem to be from the sun

or rather

it came from the sun then later it wasn't

I thought it'd hurt me

It was just a thought

                        7 minutes had already passed

Only to see
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Black?
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Void?





            Nothingness
Nothingness
Tiffany Scicluna Nov 2016
I am a blank space,
On an empty page,
Trying to fill the gaps,
With black lines,
Trying to solve a puzzle,
With missing pieces
I wrote this to my english teacher in the first lesson, we had a paper to fill so that she could get to know us more, there was this empty box and I was supposed to draw somthing that represented me, insted I drew lines at one end and on the other I wrote her this poem.
Poetic T May 2020
The moment were surrounded
          by deep breaths of nothingness.

But we swear we
                    can feel it touching our neck..

                               was that you..

                               wait no ones here..
oh' ****...
                                         silence....
It's not death or dying am afraid to see.
but that I do not want afterlife to be eternal.
when my pale dead body is facing up, I want but nothingness to see.
I do not want consciousness to behold when I cross life's drowning sea.

Uninteresting when folks have death experience.
maybe they come back to comfort us that are here
explaining what is real, and not the confusing conjecture bandied on it's fence
or maybe injecting fear and setting our hearts at ache for the coming furnace.

One will say 'have no doubt, adios, my friend, be in panic.
there definately is a spirit world.
Their world is as realm as ours is to us tragedic.
we are the ones sleeping for they know what we do but not aware that what they do is percific.
#Folorunsho mike Iyanuoluwa
deyrah Apr 2020
I am a place where all love comes...
To fail.
A place where all life come to die!
I am the poet, who never writes anything happy.
But my poems make me happy!
I am the place, where all happiness comes to an end!
Melancholy_of_a_broken_man
ok okay Apr 2020
Between the plains of emptiness
Beneath the fragile stars
Above the molten core
Lies a man who dreams of nothingness
And everything all at once
His mind has found bliss
The earth found his body
And enlightenment saved him from his storm
Been watching The Midnight Gospel
Charu Sally Apr 2020
The anguish that she couldn’t contain at midnight ,
dawn always seemed to be her only constant companion.
Tuesday Apr 2020
I am hopeful but I am not in my own reality,
What is real? Are you? Am I? Is life?
Will anybody ever know?
That's why I love the ocean,
The only place I feel safe.

Its nothing and everything,
It's an energy constantly moving,
It's a vast abyss but a calling,
I feel though I belong there,
I hear it calling my name.

I am nothing but to some or something I am everything,
To some I exist and to others i do not,
I am part of the universe that is required, I am its energy,
Yet I still don't know who I am.
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