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Author: frozenxblue
Fiction Rated: K+ - English - General - Reviews: 2 - Published: 12-10-07 - Updated: 05-08-08 - id:2448946

The Poem of Empty

by frozenxblue

Black velvet covers the heavens

No stars, no moons, no planets shine tonight

I see again in the darkness

So cold, so barren, so full of the nothingness of the world

No children play in the playground

No cars can be seen in those dim city streets

No gold, no silver, no yellow, no red, no brightness is visible

No birds in the cloudy sky

No lights glow blindingly

Only a boot-shaped cloud can be seen

What does it all mean, I wonder

Walk a little more

The rain starts to pour

In the mist filled atmosphere

that oddly shaped cloud comes down

Stomping violently as if in hope of causing destruction

Fading into nothing

Just like everything else

I catch sight of a person

But the person is the same

As hollow as the world

I wonder what would happen

If the dark were to rise with all the sins ever committed

I shiver in the cold despair

Of the air

I walk back and...

No children play in the playground

No cars can be seen in those dim city streets

No gold, no silver, no yellow, no red, no brightness is visible

No birds in the cloudy sky

No lights glow blindingly

Empty...empty...empty

I climb back through the shattered window of reality

Waking up to the blood-red, shining sun

Suddenly I see the truth

Shock! Gasp! Choke!

Darkness has already covered all

Sin has already stomped down on innocence

Leaving it weak

Even if it will always win out in the end

I settle back down

I hope to fall into the sun one day

Go on a shooting star

Into the light

Forever staying gold

But for now

Darkness has already covered all

Emptiness has covered all like snow

A/N: The concept of staying gold came from Nothing Gold Can Stay by Robert Frost. I hope you enjoyed this poem. This poem seems really angst-filled but this is just a poem collection of whatever I come up with, whatever I feel or think at a certain moment.



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