[Written: 2024-09-03]
When all you see is darkness;
And all calls are unanswered regardless.
When you are striped of your boundaries and boarders;
And the oblivions fall toward us.
And when you can’t tell if you found the words or they found you;
Can you look at this haunted emptiness anew.
When there is nothing left, not even yourself;
You must be the stars and the light as well.
This is good. Short, crispy and delicious! All emotions succinctly packed. Eloquence is thy forte , Adam. You say it well. So well so well.
Thank you Yassy! I am still finding my way, and I bounce off of the stuff you say quite well I feel. Your last piece inspired this one 🙂
Welcome , Adam. Can I put it under my poem. Of course , with your name and site.
Yes of course Yassy, no problem 🙂
Yup ., done n dusted. Goodnight
Good night and thank you.
Thank you MoBear 😍
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