Brimming with barrenness,
There's a vacancy in my core.
A nubilous walkway beckons,
The attraction is in its lacking,
An exploration to tempt me forth.
I feel no bitter breeze,
My eyes drink misty water,
from these grey walls of brume.
The coldness of the moonlight
Is my welcome warmth.
The company of nothing,
takes me in its vast embrace.
I take comfort in acceptance
To a community of loneliness,
My soul is bare no more.
A contest entry
- No Title by Nam.
375 points, ended September 15, 2007, 13 entries
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I absolutely love everything about this poem. It's downright inspiring.
Amazingly done. Thanks for the entry.
All my love, DxD -
"The coldness of the moonlight
Is my welcome warmth"
I am quite fond of this line it's something about mixing cold and warm together. This is a poem in intimate feeling that I think is quite beautiful thank you for entering -
Your poem flows so well and the language is so perfect, it describes the feelings so beautifully, and it is so honest I can feel it. Really great poem.
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A beautiful transition takes place in this piece and you describe it well with your words. Thank you for sharing this.
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