A Void as black as the outer reaches of Space...
Keeps growing and growing...
Leaving behind an eerie Nothing....
The Light pushes back,
and fights for the ground.
But the Void has become infinite,
and can't be forced down.
Instead it finds fuel,
for it's non-existent fire.
In the eyes of cold hearted
Bold Face Liar...
A Light as pure and strong as the everlasting sun...
Keeps shining and shining...
Trying to outlast it's counterpart...
The Void comes on,
with a terrible vengeance.
The Light fades away,
at this one crucial instance...
The Void has the power,
has an uncertain control.
Has ripped and torn it's way,
through heart and soul...
There is only but a flicker
a glimmer of the Light...
It's all too possible that the Light,
might die tonight...
Praying for a turn in the Tide
Hoping to be left with some kind of pride
A Bitter Epiphany I can no longer hide....
This Is What It Feels Like To Be Empty Inside...
Nosky Nosky Artistics
Nov 2007
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Comments
I kid, I kid.
It's beautifully done, very deep... I love the way you've written it, using both the 'light' and the 'void', telling the story in equal parts until the end.
My favourite part would be:
"Praying for a turn in the Tide
Hoping to be left with some kind of pride
A Bitter Epiphany I can no longer hide....
This Is What It Feels Like To Be Empty Inside... "
It's a very strong and powerful ending to a great (and moving) poem...
But thank you for taking the time to read it....
My favorite part is
"Instead it finds fuel, for it's non-existent fire....in the eyes of a cold hearted bold face liar...."
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PEACE, LOVE, HAPPINESS (the hippie way!)
BRIAN
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