IN OBLIVION
This is quite unforeseen
oblivion’s slowly engulfing me
I can’t stop it, its nature’s keen
and it seems I am just letting it be.
I am feeling weightless now
I can’t see anything but darkness.
I was fine just a moment yet, how?
how did I have this, ‘emptiness’?
And right now, I don’t feel seeing anyone
I don’t even want to leave this place
but in the deepest of me, I need someone
Someone will save me and leave here with no trace.
I knew that deep inside of me
there is ‘that’ someone specifically
yet – I can’t remember anymore of any
and now I’m all alone - blank, hollow and empty.
I fight the strong force of nothingness
but the more I oppose, the more it becomes a poison
I suppose there’s nothing to do but accept this
I am now one with the silence and dark space, in oblivion.
STAI LEGGENDO
Love For Poetry
PoesiaMidnight thoughts. Poetic skills occurred during boredom. Feelings flow out along the pen and hands. Enigmatic imagination of unforeseen scene. Love of peotry has always inside the man. It only awaits for the push and muse to let it all out.
