Solid Emptiness Poem by Nika McGuin
Solid Emptiness
Why am I still holding onto this?
Because it somehow felt right,
fits into the palm of my hand so tight.
But I knew better -
knew when I picked it up
something was off, the weight was wrong.
Still, these lonely hands of mine
grew tired of being empty
and latched onto a proposition
of nothingness - one of solid emptiness.
Write comment. Such a nice piece, Nika. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks
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I would like to translate this poem
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5/7/2024 3:33:21 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Very powerful in emotions, a haunting gloom attaches itself to your words! Really great poetry! !