Floccinaucinihilipilification.

The act of assesing something thats worthless.

A tiny and mere space of nothing in-between,

No smiles or tears to capture in one’s heart,

Lifeless emotion to stare on aimlessly,

Graves are open to fill in, in part.

 

Blank eyes have souls of no matter,

Tea stains in perfect hollow rings,

Thoughts come and go with furious wind,

Take attention of nothing he sings.

 

Fingers punching at plastic and horror,

Read on dear people no love of pans,

Lapping on vodka to feel something, anything,

Speed in lines in balls in acid coloured cans.

 

Brace yourself Time my w***e master,

I’m running to you now without jittery retention,

Catch my waist as wings give promise in attendance,

Pain gone or exhausted floccinaucinihilipilification.

 

Author's Note

Have fun reading! Don't you just love the English language.

Reviews

[Ayvid N]

A very poignant comment on life. Looking at it in a way, life is just a nothingness, a meaningless interval between two events. And we, in futility, searching for a meaning, a drug, till all is swept by time into an open, waiting grave. I agree with Shane Mohamed -A masterpiece from you.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you Divya

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you for sharing the entertaining poetry. Made me smile. I do my best to stay from words I can't pronounce.
Coyote

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

HA, thank you my darling x

[Kenneth The Poet]

Nice one. Very nice indeed.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you Kenneth.

[ANTO]

"souls of no matter" - great writing Thomas

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thanks Anto!

[Jack...]

Often I feel of no value or worth, I try to convince myself it is all in my mind and then I realize, everything is in my mind. Thomas, this empty feeling which I know so well is portrayed perfectly in your poem. The dark corners, the crowds of empty faces, the desire to be something, yet holding ones breath never seems to help. Very nice.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you for stopping by love.

[Michael Oliver]

your work does have this 'Zen' quality about it an existential cascade - I had fun

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

I'm glad you did, thanks.

[Pete Langley]

What do I think about this poem? Well.....probably, as an observer, I`m trying to visualise where you are while you are writing it....I`ve got a picture of a kitchen and you exploring the emptiness of a vodka bottle. There are stark images in this piece, though I didn`t enjoy it....so from that point of view, it was successful. P.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Well the kitchen part is right, thank you for the review.

[junaid altaf]

without being empty how can we know the worth of an emotion................
and sometimes being blank and emotionless is something like the cleaning process of our being so that we can come up with something better...........
well composed!

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you very much.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

You are joshing me! that's a word? The poem is sad but so well progressed. The protagonist is at a real low ebb having dabbled in alcohol and drugs to escape the mundane and now even contemplates death.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

It is indeed, one to enjo by all, thank you

[BlueDreams]

Title is really unique, actually that dragged me in .. :)
Emotions are depicted so nicely :)
Nice write ..

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you x