Let Me Be Filled

the well is dry
and thirsty thoughts have flown
searching form,
another watering hole
will they return?
i'm left lonely
empty
inspiration, where is your voice?
the silence keeps singing
in your absence
so loud
so persistent, that
i'm starting to love
this silent song
is this why i'm left behind?
i wonder
to be
just a silent vessel
but the answer never comes
so i'm left out
even from this emptiness 
though i'm the one trapped
the one nurturing it inside
this mute world

deaf as a stone
i wait for the colours
to invade
fill this well
with words, thoughts, ideas,
musings
and overflow
lift me back
among playful expressions
and suggestive nudges
among countless interpretations
and myriad tastes
let words clash
and with their spilled entrails
let my emptiness be filled

Reviews

[MOON]

Very good writing can do that fill the empty spaces.

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. my goodness ... what a rocket write ...
. i cannot imagine your wish not being granted ...