Collided with an emptiness of life,
within the eyelids falling indifferent,
listening the tremors strange in chest;
a hollow nostalgia to respire last sigh.
Lost in the grove of hoarse cold symphony,
where zephyr comes in crying chant profound,
echoing worthless spilling across pessimism
as to assure me outplacing in an abysmal action.
Portraying the grave for supreme consolation,
luring tuft from a willow to cry distressingly,
contains an obscure suffering, an incurable fund
in my visions to replace sky with a black shadow.
Despite a funeral intensifying the soul
exhausted, shutting flattened vague hopes
stripping down against burning chamber.
Author notes
Prompt: Picture Prompt: credit : Hollow by Exhale_NL - Deviantart
and Quote:
I am already done
I am already gone
because I am...
hollow...
100 Words Exact
A contest entry
- Quickie-Prompts 10x100words-Reserve by Cannonsfire.
525 points, ended August 23, 2008, 8 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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your word bank is impressive and the way this runs together as if effortless is too
I like the surreal quality of the images..
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Beautiful job here, loved it
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