The Void

Nothing is everyting that it seems

The Void

 

Darkness finds my world this day

Sorrow forms the tear

Loneliness of empty dreams

As all light disappears

 

Craggy cliffs of memories

Drenched of pains bequeathed

Above me lies the shadowed ridge

Of long forgot belief

 

Silence rings its anguished bell

A resonating lull

Thoughts of sadness fill my mind

Of which I can’t control

 

Hollow as all time relates

Exhaustion now deployed

As my life does once again

Collapse within the void

 

And like a shadow calling

With fingered waving pose

I realize that this loneliness

Is full in my control

 

For as I stare off wearily

Abandoned on the shelf

I find it’s just a frame of mind

I’ve placed upon myself

 

For if indeed this is a void

Then nothing would exist

Days would go uncounted

Even after all is missed

 

When now in my illusions

A’ wander on this trail

The void is my solution

I’m certain not to fail

 

When if this sorrowed feeling

The torment and the pain

Is tossed into the dark abyss

Then nothing shall remain

 

And I shall breathe a sorted

Sigh of disbelief

To learn that in this nothingness

I find my true relief

 

So take this of my being

This sadness now deployed

To disappear before my eyes

Into the darkened void

 

Author's Note

always empty, always dark

Reviews

[eglantine]

Pretty good meter all throughout. Consistent rhyme. Reminded me of Beowulf lol I would like more concrete images--focuses too much on the emotive without the trigger. Thanks for sharing!

[Jack...]

Thanks, it is something I put toghter quickly based on a title I was given.

[Carolann Dowsett]

I love have you have weaved this poem and turned it all around to say that loneliness is full in your control and you almost make it your friend. Loneliness can feel like a void, a dark place that you can't get out of but you have made it livable in this. An awesome write.

[Jack...]

Wow, thanks so much. That was a very nice thing to say. Honestly, it originally ended with the first poem, The Void II was added yesterday at the request of David Scott that I find a way to use the void to my benifit.

[Carolann Dowsett]

Well I love the way it's turned out. It's an awesome read.

[I, Rene]

it's very dark but wonderful in expression, loved this stanza "When if this sorrowed feeling
The torment and the pain
Is tossed into the dark abyss
Then nothing shall remain

[Jack...]

Thanks so much. Glad you enjoyed it.

[Dennis A. Clark]

I like it--a good exercise in rhythm and rhyme.

One thing that stands out is the heading/title "The Void II": I think you could remove that part.

[Jack...]

Dennis, if you read David's comments below you will understand why I did that. I will remove it today sometime.

[David Scott]

You nailed it!
I liked both parts. Equal in their exploration of truth.

[Jack...]

Thanks David

[David Scott]

OK...
First. I loved the quote under the title! We could have a week long seminar on that one quote!
Second. I liked the the depth of thought. Now think deeper and give me "Void II" where you let the pain fall into the void and become the nothing that it is... I just love the places this logic could take you.
Third. No Jack. The void is not empty. This is counter-intuitive, but by it's own definition it can never be what it is claiming to be. If it is empty then you can never go there and no thought or feeling or dream or light can be lost where nothing is... This is fun...

[Marie]

I really like the way your poems rhyme and scan. Most poets won't take the troublt to do this.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much, I appreciate it.

[KAOlmsted]

That sums up a void, alright. Good to see there's just enough light in there for you to see the page ;-)

[Jack...]

Thanks so much. I appreciate your comments. (I brought a pocket flashlight along, just in case)

[KAOlmsted]

Ha! That helps, yes...My pleasure.

[Nathan]

To the feelings expressed in this poem I can relate. Nicely written.

[Jack...]

Thank you