Wednesday, April 9, 2008

Nothing.

Bleeding insecurities of today
Feed blinded hopes of tomorrow,
Carving through your stomach a giant wormhole
Of nothing yet everything you claim to be.

Mindless thoughts exploding in your head
Keep on evoking same old questions
You buried on hopeless shores of nothing
While gently diving into the silence.

Restless souls seek consolation
In overwhelming arms of uncertainty
While pain again reminds you of life
That gives you nothing, nothing to lose.

5 comments:

pina said...

Huh, skriti pesniški talent. Lepo. :)

Truefaith1963 said...

"overwhelming arms of uncertainty" is a great line! You write very well, and not even in your own language! Nice one Cherry!

Truefaith1963 said...

If you want to talk, you know where I am!

Anonymous said...

The poem speaks out my thougts.
Nothing~

Happen to find your blog when I google thw book Lust for Life

Cherry said...

hej Anonymous - glad u felt the poem. Btw - the book Lust for life is excellent (movie not so much) and was also my inspiration for blog title :)