Poet In The Jar Diaries: Nothing In Your Voice

Sunday, December 30

Nothing In Your Voice

There's nothing in your voice no more
Nothing in your eyes
We don't touch
We don't speak
It's not
The way it used to be
Nothing's going on no more
Nothing in those eyes
Not even a little
Or not as much
As before
Not even a single thing
We could turn away from
And ignore
There's nothing to escape no more
Nothing to look past
There's nothing in your voice no more
Do you want to leave it at that?

4 comments:

AlevDecember 31, 2007 at 12:23 AM
Beautiful! =)
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Amin hosseini nasabDecember 31, 2007 at 11:18 AM
you know i had that feeling once. your poem describes it beautifully.
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RyanDecember 31, 2007 at 3:00 PM
You seem as if your trying to give the hopeless a single chance before your gone, its a great poem, with LOTS of feeling.
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Poet In The JarJanuary 1, 2008 at 6:48 PM
Thank you all. =) Yes. I see only hopelessness around me at the moment. And I put it down in words. :P
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My world is like a glass jar that isolates me from the rest of the world, and the glass is the cover that life has placed on my eyes. Inside it I am the poet who hasn't decided whether the lid should be opened or closed - if reality should be welcomed inside, or if madness should be let out.

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