A land where nothing exists
Empty yet it was never full an emotion that never was
A land where nothing exists
A land where silence reigns,
Where roots find no hold,
No bloom, no dawn,
Only the stillness of untold stories.
No love, no joy,
No spark to mark a start,
Just a hush that never ends.
No me, no you.
No rain to soften the soil,
No sun to warm the sky,
A place where hope unravels,
And every dream runs dry.
No echo of a whispered wish,
No spark of sweet surprise,
A world without beginnings,
And nothing left that dies.
A poem that never takes off,
An emotion that never cries.
It’s a land where nothing survives,
So how did it begin,
Or even did it exist?
If it does not exist then it never began
Just like me and you.
You are someone I never knew,
Someone I never will.
You don’t exist 💔
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Comments (2)
The land sounds very lonely! Like an empty Gazoogabloga! An amazing poet you are! This poem deserves top story!
This is one quite philosophical poem you have here. A lot to think about and what is really real. Good job.