Hello emptiness,
yes, we meet again!
How I do love you --
and how I do hate you.
With you I am always myself,
always Me.
Do I really want to be this self?
Sometimes... yes, I do.
I like to share my thoughts with you:
remembering the past,
day-dreaming of the future.
There are times though
that I can’t stand you,
when you trust yourself upon me.
Then, I feel empty,
depressed and lonely,
yearning for some company;
something I can hold onto
talk to, touch
and make love to.
Emptiness,
would you mind
me sharing you with someone else?
I promise,
it shall not be the end of us.
There might well be times
I crave for you again,
just you --
to share my thoughts with.
For, notwithstanding my hate for you
I love you more.
A contest entry
- Hello, Emptiness, We Meet Again by wbiro.
300 points, ended December 11, 2007, 9 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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excellent!
~aj~
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Like it.
Well written, well understood.
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Excellent i love this, A wonderful reply to the given line Clearly a friend at times of need, yet one that one would so easily be able to leave behind Good luck in the contest
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This is a wonderful piece, I really enjoyed it, and I really felt every word you were saying
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This poem definately delivers some food to think about dear friend. Emptiness, how welcome it sometimes might be, most of the time it's just invading your feelings too much...
A great piece to ponder upon
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