I mourn my joy
But I do not weep
For loss of hope was such
That no longer knocks sadness
On the door of the once-full soul
And apathy prevails
For it thrives on emptiness
And is born of emptiness
And is now the sole inhabitant
Of the once-full soul
- Author: John Alwicker (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: December 15th, 2016 23:06
- Comment from author about the poem: I keep a journal, and today instead of writing how I felt, I just kind of poured it out of me, in an almost a musical way.
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 31
Comments2
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WELCOME HAIRBI ~ Thanks for a very challenging first poem. The contents of my SOUL is dynamic and ideas ~ thoughts ~ attitudes etc move in and out and replace each other. It is generally HALF-FULL but never EMPTY and yet never completely empty. Never CLOSE your SOUL to LIFE or LOVE # keep it open and you will be surprised at what pops in ! Thanks for sharing BRIAN ~ Please check my Poems ~ Thanks B
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