Sunday, August 9, 2009

My Thoughts in Poetry



The Night is Hollow

the night is hollow
feel the heat as it enters your breath
the quiet of the night seems so hollow
as you wait

waiting for the breath of air to pass through you
giving you life and energy
making you feel alive
but the breath does not come

And you wait
knowing that the time is waning
for you to open and receive
and the time is limited

the heat surrounds you and engulfs you
and you just want to breathe
as you take in the air
but the air is not there

you wait for it to give you life
but you are in a vacuum
a void the leaves you empty.
there is nothing that comes to fill you
so you must breathe on your own

So you breathe on your own
and you fill yourself with life
and the void goes away
then you take a breath
and you feel the night
and the night is hollow

the night is hollow
waiting to be filled
with your dreams
then the void closes up
closing on your emptiness
filling your mind with thoughts
filling with your freedom
from the hollow vacuum you once knew

now the night is hollow
but it is not empty


P.B 2009