On Empty

 

The drums,

once pounding

and pulsing in my head

have ceased.

 

My body echoes

with all this silence.

Thoughts bouncing around

in empty space

going nowhere,

becoming nothing.

 

If I am very still

I sometimes think I hear them,

ever so quietly

thumping out the rhythm

of long forgotten strength.

Reviews

[Shadows of Memories]

Just Wow!! An awesome piece with such a great deep thought in it, and strength and power...possibly have read the best since last two weeks. Really when we have got nothing to do, our empty brain racks up with louder memories and imaginations, with so many thoughts, worries, feelings...you just has served us a platter full of imaginations and images....even though the brain looks empty apparently, but unconciously there are so many things silently sound loud and we feel to scream them out, to cry loud and to shout so that the pain is relieved. It echoes in our heart unheard but rooted so deep and we cant stay silent inside. Just so beautifully created the imageries and related them with the poem. Superb! thanks and share more like dis