Sonnet: Nothing

May 25, 2009
By GoldenGirl PLATINUM, Vashon, Washington
GoldenGirl PLATINUM, Vashon, Washington
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Rubbing my eyes are the cold hands of death
I see nothing, but nothing, but nothing
in the air lingers the stench of its breath
I reach out with my heart to feel something
I can feel it coming, gripping my spine
and I shudder, only to break inside
I unwillingly cross the stubborn line
an unknown world on the line's purpose side
I fight my death with words full of meaning
but in the end the composer is gone
I see no light, hear no church bells ringing
just selfish death sing its poison-laced song
It sings with passion, with human violence
Death's most cruel song is nothing but silence.


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on Jun. 25 2009 at 2:35 am
snoopy4me PLATINUM, Sandy Hook, Connecticut
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THIS IS AMAZING!! I know how hard it is to write sonnets, so this is impressive. Your words really set the mood =) Keep writing!! ...and can u please tell me how you took the 'Spiral of Man-Made light'? It's sooo cool, and I want to know how u did it!! thanks =)

on Jun. 18 2009 at 2:42 am
Te-Roy-Say BRONZE, Apopka, Florida
2 articles 1 photo 7 comments
WOW! Omg! I love his poem!

You can tell you worked hard on it!

Very NICE depressing Poem!


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