Empty thought
What words are on my mind,
which ones can I trip over and find?
What subject is in my scattered view,
what activities in there are there to do?
My mind seems empty, has a lot of room,
all the dirt, cobwebs, and broken broom,
left laying waiting to be noticed, seen.
Hoping for a sound to intervene.
Allow a breeze through the door,
blow the dirt around the floor,
create a view for my minds thought,
let me find the words I’ve sought.
Sitting, waiting for an echo within,
looking for a worded message to spin.
- Author: Maplespal (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: December 12th, 2024 08:45
- Comment from author about the poem: The emptiness has things to say. Trying to hear it is hard some times.
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 11
Comments3
.So true emptiness has much to say. so nicely said
I empathise with the sentiment of the sad poem sometimes you can hear it all to clearly, thank you for the read
Excellent write
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