I'm a black hole.
Not a thing escapes from me.
Emotions and light,
Locked up tight.
Until no one can see.
I'll take your fears,
I'll take your hopes,
And hide them from your greedy eyes.
You're dying to lose them.
You're killing to find them.
And yet you never will.
Pitch black, like darkened ink.
No heat, no cold, like standing on a brink.
So close to the edge, but you can't fall.
A forgotten memory, you can't recall.
Completely empty, void of life.
No joy, no love, no pain, no strife.
Very dark and mystifying piece. A dark hold...nothing escapes you? Trying to find your hopes and fears in this dark hold. It is quite clever and well constructed by again, mystical. overall, I enjoyed it because it will definitely make me read it again. WEll done. Keep exercising your gift. I look foreward to reading more of yoru work!
Wow, Chelsea. I think that's the first poem of yours I have read. And I loved it! I had a good mix of flow, rhythm and rhyme. I was able to get sucked into the imagery as I read, and I liked it. It wasn't sad, it wasn't happy...it just was, and I like that about it. The last two lines stick with me the most, "completely empty void of life/ no noy, no love, no pain, no strife." It makes me think, that perhaps you wish you could be like the black hole. While it wouldn't be a happy existence, at least it would be an escape from all of the negative aspects of life. Beautiful.
Very dark and mystifying piece. A dark hold...nothing escapes you? Trying to find your hopes and fears in this dark hold. It is quite clever and well constructed by again, mystical. overall, I enjoyed it because it will definitely make me read it again. WEll done. Keep exercising your gift. I look foreward to reading more of yoru work!
Hello.. I've never had a page on this site before.. so.. I'm not exactly sure what to say. My names Chelsea. I'm 15. I enjoy writing though I haven't written in a few months. Writers block? Anyway. He.. more..