Blank

Blank

Woke up from sleep, looked all around

Things were all blurry, a great sea of confusion

Eyes searched everywhere, I got the feeling I was bound

Everything was a rush, and everyone were in motion

People yelled, and did stuff overtime

And I looked around without the slightest clue

Stared at the mysterious little shine

Realized I had to figure out stuff and I knew

I was blank, as blank as a slate

As I stood, looking there longingly at the gate

I still remember, February 7th was the date

That I lost everything to fate!

Became a wanderer on the road of life

Realized I had to recover the lost past

False leads and hopes minced me like a butcher's knife

They made me drift like a ship with a broken mast

My mind was as though ravaged by a storm

I was left with nothing that I could feel

The pain then gushed with no particular form

It caused my head and soul to reel

Blank no more, I am riddled with pain

With all the bonds and chains that have been slain

I stand alone, my energy drained

Hopeless, defeated and aimless in the rain

Reviews

[McBear]

First of all, I enjoyed the form factor you put the words into; the font, look, and all.

I loved this line

"I was blank, as blank as a slate"

It is kinda like a metaphor contrasting the look of blank and the "feeling" of being blank. I say this because a slate doesn't have any feelings but it can be "blank" in another way than a human can be ;)

Reading line after line, I was able to create my own picture in my mind. I feel that with some of your poetry, you have enough detail and just enough imagery that the reader can use the words to create their own image :)

[Sage]

Thanks! :) I'm glad my words let you imagine stuff on your own! That's quite the compliment in itself.

[McBear]

Yes, I love poems like this. They are not very easy to accomplish, but you did a good job.

[Sage]

Thanks again! :D

[McBear]

Anytime! :)

[Leran Vakem]

Reading this a few thoughts rushed into my head. The idea of being blank can have so many meanings that the reader can attached to it.
For me, and I can be totally wrong about it, this poem is about rebirth or a new start.
I really enjoyed reading this. It is well written.

L.V.

[Sage]

Thank you! The reader can come up to their own interpretation based on their experiences and thoughts. :)

[Elle Alley]

And again the darkness....I just love this!

[Sage]

Haha, so it seems!

[cimmy wuv xxxooo]

Wow amazing write.
The rhyming was brilliant.
It was filled with such emotion and depth, it was meaningful, full of heart and soul.
This was great to read, I literally want to write more but I have no words.
Awesome poem :)

[Sage]

Thank you! That was really encouraging! :)

[cimmy wuv xxxooo]

Your welcome :)

[Tiffany K Charles]

nothing else needs to be said...... Astonishing..... Your form and balance of words along with the intense usage of emotion of the lack of emotion...... Blank..... You nailed this right on the head.....

[Sage]

Thank you very much! That means a lot to me.

[pb]

ouch! that hurts: blank, pain, darkness..everything in a poem. That was great my friend!

pb

[Sage]

Thank you! :)

[TheMalady]

...Not only depicts about being Blank, but as well as being Lost. The sense of being alone and the emptiness - you truly captured the tone. Nice poem. :)

[Sage]

Thank you! :)

[TheMalady]

You're very welcome! :)