Poetic justice!

My pride bruised,
the ego shot,
a poem without a face
was a poem not read
a verse without soul
just hollow words
that echo empty
in a void of nothingness
I saw poetic justice.
The black hole of verse
consuming all memories.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

so if we recited a poem in the forest and nobody heard it, is it still a poem?
Yes,

and whether read or not, what we create matters to someone---

i find it hard to imagine why so many poems here get so little or no attention.
that is nuts.

[andrew mitchell]

I must admit I'm pushed for time I just can't read everyone's works and comment and I suppose it's the same on my material and their tastes in poetry.

[Mari' Emeraude]

This is a clever way to word it - "a poem without a face was a poem not read". So many vood ones are passing by. Glad I stopped for this one ;)

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you for your words. Mari