World of Nothing

Such emptiness formulates

about this barren wasteland

of a home,

of which magnifies the

hollow screams of idealists

whispering in my ears,

imagine,

what insanity awaits beyond

this desolate library!,

for I know not whether

other voices

influence this silence

How much longer,

I ask,

how much longer

am I able to withstand

the claim of foreigners?,

armies squabbling

over my favor,

all of whom aim to

plunder the wealth

I posses,

and to forsake me

as no more than

a scavenger mounting

his pile of filth

To be robbed of the

one only lasting of

my lifetime!,

bid farewell

to the will I once had,

for I've gone mad;

left with nothing,

in a world of nothing

Author's Note

Photo courtesy of theumbrella of Deviant Art.

Reviews

[Baby Ricochet]

Magnifies the hollow screams of idealists whispering in my ears. That's the s**t right there.

[Tai Ryens]

Religious scumbags do have their take in most of this world's misery . . .

[Sarah]

Very deep and dark but realy interesting. The way it is worded is very powerful. Good work ... :)

[Pax]

a very dark piece indeed...
so much emotion that end up to nothingness...
Tai there is always light among the tunnels of our journey...
don't give up...
keep writing..
this is awesome reflective piece...

[Tai Ryens]

I've found the light, but she's only so much a twinkle presently. Perhaps one day she would flourish with beauty, but for now, I am content blanketed by darkness and shone by a lonesome star.
I thank you kindly for the review.

[Pax]

i see your romantic at heart... we never know someday it will be bright and it will come in your way... lonesome star is a cool one...
your most welcome...