Ode to the Void

Mottakeenur Rehman

I am no cosmic marvel—
no black hole’s crushing embrace,
no myth hung in Babylon’s skies.
Yet I float, unbound,
a whisper in the infinite.

And oh, how I adore this nothingness,
this sacred hollowness—
where desire crumbles to dust,
and all worldly hungers
find their silent, final rest.

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  • sorenbarrett

    This poem is quite thought provoking and deep in its philosophical meaning and deserves contemplation. It is withing a black hole that there is a singularity and here lies the meaning. I will be thinking about this one for a while.

    • Mottakeenur Rehman

      🙏🙏🙏Sometimes, the deepest truths are hidden in the darkest or most confusing parts of life—just like a black hole holds a mysterious singularity... Thank You🙏🙏🙏

      • Mottakeenur Rehman

        Thank you for your precious comment🙏🙏

        • Mottakeenur Rehman

          I changed it a little bit...please check it up ..

        • RSM0812

          Sounds like utopia. Great write. Loved the imagery



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