...Intensity of the Empty
By SolApathy
Buried in belief
I look to the solace of an overturned leaf
Hoping to find a sign
Escape these lonely confines
A life without love
I find no relief in the stars above
I wander the shores reveling in the ocean’s intensity
My persistence at critical density
In the silence of my soul
You’ll hear the cracks as my will unfolds
My belief betrayed
In my loneliness I decay
Into the depths as my vase is shattered
My hope forever…Scattered
10 minute poem request - Lonely
I look to the solace of an overturned leaf
Hoping to find a sign
Escape these lonely confines
A life without love
I find no relief in the stars above
I wander the shores reveling in the ocean’s intensity
My persistence at critical density
In the silence of my soul
You’ll hear the cracks as my will unfolds
My belief betrayed
In my loneliness I decay
Into the depths as my vase is shattered
My hope forever…Scattered
10 minute poem request - Lonely
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© 2020 SolApathy
Published on Tuesday, October 17, 2017.
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Author's Note:
Loneliness is a desolate word of those...UnheardComments on "...Intensity of the Empty"
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On Sunday, November 24, 2019, sadistic intent hex
(206) wrote:
Such strong emotions of love with despair. The emptiness of life can be overwhelming
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On Wednesday, October 18, 2017, worm
(1149) wrote:
I gotta comment on the title... the title itself is a fine poetic piece! and this poem deserves a title like that... Kudos! ~worm~
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On Tuesday, October 17, 2017, Mute Serenade
(389) wrote:
Rebs nailed it (like she doooo) ... This is a killer write like always... I know I poke at you about your endings but the ellipsis was totally ok point for this and the flow of it. "My persistence at critical density" - I paused on this line and continued to return to it... A levy nearly broken... And you're sorta both the levy and the force... I hope that makes sense. I love it.
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On Tuesday, October 17, 2017, Mute Serenade
(389) wrote:
*totally on point, rather
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A former member wrote:
Loneliness is such a hard pill to swallow, and it does more damage than people realize. Perhaps a night out at the bar will help with that? Either way, you write with such beautiful brutality that I can't help it but to spend hours taking it all in. Awesome job! Rebs:).