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    dots Submission Name: poem about nothingdots
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    Author: XxMusikJunkiexX
    ASL Info:    18/f/ny
    Elite Ratio:    2.85 - 109/134/39
    Words: 255
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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       not my usual style but.....


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    dotspoem about nothingdots
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    this is a poem about Nothing
    it has no great message to state
    like the silence that follows in the wake of disaster
    these words are hollow, void of emotion

    what this piece lacks is structure
    but its jagged edges will not be forced together
    so instead they'll collide while disregarding aesthetics
    creating a vacuum from which fragments of thoughts disappear

    this is one journey from which no one returns
    you have reached a Focal Point where both Light and Dark interchange
    a Psychological Purgatury for the ones damned by themselves
    a prison that holds your deepest desires and fears

    this is a time in which our souls will mature
    though our bodies stay childish, our hearts and minds will grow faint
    tormented with what growing up means to us
    we will all surrender to the greater power of Nothing one day

    this is a destiny that has been obliterated by Fate
    The Future is mapped out within the intricacies of the Heavens
    if Nothing is our past, our future, our present
    then Nothing is the foundation of our own life and death

    Nothing is the voice that calls to you in the dark
    Nothing are the eyes that watch you at night
    Nothing is the sound of an unattended child
    Nothing are the fears that you hide from yourself

    no one can stay at the Crossroads forever
    even the oceans evaporate
    I can create Something out of Nothing at all
    but even these Words will soon fade away...




    Submitted on 2004-10-07 20:43:42     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      lol! thanks for your kind words guys. I really haven't been around much, I just haven't been inspired to write... I'm not that great :p I appreciate the comments immensely though, sorry I haven't responded, I used to be really good, my life has been taken over by school though.. junior year will do that to ya... anyways, thanks guys.
    | Posted on 2004-10-07 00:00:00 | by XxMusikJunkiexX | [ Reply to This ]
      this is cool... i havent seen you round for ages... its prolly just me though.. anyways... i liked this... write about Nothing... ive had whole conversations over Nothing in the middle of the night in an attempt to get philosophical in my tiredness... this poem however makes a whole lot more sense than my pathetic wee small hour ramblings... i especially liked the purgatory idea... im working on one myself and the second last stanza with all what Nothing is... im gonna have to hunt down more of your stuff now... see ya round!
    | Posted on 2004-10-07 00:00:00 | by Someones Epiphany | [ Reply to This ]
      It describes so much potenial and enthusiasm that I really like in a poem. It has a sense of luring that is really good in a poem. It draws then confuses, then it drops and then reopens good job
    | Posted on 2004-10-07 00:00:00 | by gothicsweetness | [ Reply to This ]


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