in the emptiness of light

Dark hour of the soul.

 

in the emptiness of light

shadows take life

as darkness creeps in

 

to even the game

 

because the wind speaks for the dead

in voices of rain

pattering against the windowpane

 

the night is hollow

welcoming thunder 

welcoming chaos

wanting to be filled

 

obsidian irises framed by dark, glistening lashes

reflect the fire in the sky

random streaks slashing across a cloak of nightfall

 

tendering burnt offerings in almond eyes

 

i watch the light play across your profile

shutter frames and exposures

in black and white leveling lines of an unsmiling mouth

 

breaking my heart

 

tomorrow the emptiness will begin again

... when the sun rises

and shadows consume my time again

 

we both know the end is near

... and  it's breaking our hearts

 

Reviews

[Destined for Boring]

I am fulfilled in the night's emptiness. I love the rain, thunder, and lightning as it has become my friend. Something to listen to, something to ponder. Such a beautiful night is this, the one you have described. I pray for many dark nights full of rain, thunder, and lightning.

Fantastic poem! I liked it a lot!

[felioness]

Thank you for reading this. I appreciate your words. I too love the rain, wind, dark and stormy nights....beautiful aren't they!

[Destined for Boring]

Very much so! :)

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very darkly and catchy to my heart. it s moving like snake with nice climax on the end . i like it .

[felioness]

I feel very honoured by such a creatively worded review! Thanks!

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you very wellcome . it s great poem .

[Half_Lifes]

"In the emptiness of light
shadows take life
as darkness creeps in"

I especially liked that part.

How you get your point across; it is both succinct and full of imagery.

"we both know the end is near

and it's breaking our hearts"

It resonated with me. Awesome.

[felioness]

I am so honoured by your words. Thank you.

[Redboy]

This was pretty awesome : ) gave it a 90

[felioness]

Cool! Thanks so much for the read.