Caesura

Everything went silent all around me

everything ceased to be part of the world

as if it had never been, and will never be

books were emptied of all their words

politely, silence embraced us all

emptiness suddenly became collective

noone knows now what may befall

noone recalls the reason they're defective.

Beautiful pausing endures forever

it gave us endless time to ponder

no more desires, senseless endeavor

but what happens next? I wonder.

Author's Note

Please ignore bad grammar, if any.

Reviews

[Arabdha]

lovely..while I was reading this..the word that I thought of was "transience"..you never know what was,is or would be..its not in our hands..all we can do is watch and wonder..

[~~Mere~d~i~t--h~~]

Very very beautiful poem =)

Rereading this poem .... something came to mind , I wrote a poem a few days ago , titled , 'A Fantastic Interlude' , I deleted it because I felt it was not proper yet , now I feel as if that title was an appropriate description for this poem .Once again , great poem .

Awesome is the word .... this is the utopia I once used to dream of . Apart from few grammer mistakes like : "..books were emptied from all their words.." , which , correctly written , would be : "..books were emptied of all their words.." , and a few typos , there is nothing but sheer beauty that I can point out in this poem . Great , loved reading this .

[hannajade]

beautiful!