All of a sudden
The emptiness of such life
Surfaced, and broken
Tears trail off, beaten
Where is ageless youth,
the strength that it carries out?
Where is beauty and ardor,
the glory of life?
Will love cease to end
Without the zest and the zing?
What is substance born
from this life’s emptiness?
Words failed to speak
The hatred from verve and void
Entwined deep within
Wanting to loudly scream
It felt cold and numb
Perhaps from the night’s chill, oh no
The hug felt bitter,
distant, all of a sudden.
The swollen rounded sun
like a bloated, tired balloon
is resting precariously
like a ball balancing
on a magician’s finder.
Blow it and it will vanish
in the water.
It will burst like a balloon,
and once more
one more
burning, scathing, searing day
will vanish.
hi,
i like the comment. a semblance of the idea that the heat will come to pass…
thank you for the verse.