Nothing

What exactly is nothing.

Nothing

A whisper of night screams out,

Hotter than fire,

yet cool as night.

Darker than an abyss,

brighter than the sun.

It screams out for you to run,

beckoning you to stay.

Oh a whisper of death,

playing with life.

The nicest of evils,

Cries of silence.

Never ending screams of nothing.

Reviews

[hi]

not bad poems like this and the many others i read on here can only be this good when the writer writes from the heart,