Void of Expressions. Descriptions. Space Between Worlds. You. Me.

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    I don't know if you can follow this, it might be a bit confusing because of the way it was written. For this I have written a copy in parentheses at the end of the poem in case you get lost or confuse. Or if it's just hard to read.

    Void of Expressions. Descriptions. Space Between Worlds. You. Me.

    Blank page...                            To write of expressions and life

     

    Know nothing to express

     

                                                                Know nothing of life

     

    Chill in the air... What’s in the air?

     Poisoned by all we want………… All we are

     

    All our lies...

     

    And life to explain the nothing of void

     

                                        The Dark of Nothing... The space...      Between worlds

                            Between life

     

    Definitions to speak of  But when is enough?

                Enough for you, for the nothing...                       The waste        

     Between you and me

     

    Worlds apart, lifetimes of concern

     

    I know you. I know to learn                              Learn what?

     

    Live for what?

                                        Express what?

                                                                            What is in the empty space?

                            Between you

                                                                Between me?

     

     

     

                                                                                                         I don’t know




    (Blank page......... To write of expressions......... and life......... Know nothing to express......... Know nothing of life......... Chill in the air... What’s in the air? ......... Poisoned by all we want………… All we are......... All our lies... And life to explain the nothing of void......... The Dark of Nothing... The space... Between worlds......... Between life......... Definitions to speak of. But when is enough? ......... Enough for you, for the nothing... The waste......... Between you and me......... Worlds apart, lifetimes of concern......... I know you. I know to learn. Learn what? ......... Life for what?......... Express what? ......... What is in the empty space? ......... Between you......... Between me?......... I don’t know)

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    SuSpence commented on Void of Expressions. Descriptions. Space Between Worlds. You. Me.

    06-05-2010

    Wow, you have such a beautiful mind, would you care if I crawled in for a time? Sounds like such a peaceful place. I wont stay long :) ~Spence
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    SuperChick76

    06/08/2010

    Once again thanks... I'm really glad you liked it.

    DeepEclipse commented on Void of Expressions. Descriptions. Space Between Worlds. You. Me.

    06-02-2010

    Ah individuality at its best. This structure inspires the mind to reach further, to reshape the standard. This was like looking into a mind. The randomness. The mis-placement that is exactly where it needs to be. It gave it the feeling of the name of the poem. SPACE between worlds. You are growing in your talent young one. Perhaps you had to step outside of your CDO to write this. ;) Creative usage super.
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    SuperChick76

    06/08/2010

    Thank you so much, deep, you know I always appreciate your opinions. And actually it's very organized within it's chaos... Every line is placed exactly where it needed to be. :D thanks, dear :D Miss you.

    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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