Valerie Dohren

Gold Star - 6,772 Points (13 January 1947 / Southport)

Oblivion - Poem by Valerie Dohren

There is nothing left to say now.
Cherished dreams slip into nothingness
as they float away upon the sea of change
towards the far horizon, quietly surrendered,
beyond sight, beyond touch,
fading softly with the dying of the sun.

There is nothing left to say now.
Everything comes to an end,
and we all flounder in the darkness
like lost children with no hand to hold,
no place to go,
no new tomorrows.

There is nothing left to say now.
No more songs to sing, nor stories to tell,
no dawns, no sunsets in this new time,
as the light is forever extinguished,
and naught else remains
but oblivion …..

Comments about Oblivion by Valerie Dohren

  • Valerie Dohren (5/17/2016 12:43:00 PM)

    Thank you Tom, your comments are much appreciated. (Report) Reply

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  • (5/17/2016 3:44:00 AM)

    There is nothing left to say now...
    A simple line but beautifully cadenced. Your verse is authentic and fresh.
    This is a fine example
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  • Howard 'the motivational poet' Simon (1/9/2016 5:24:00 PM)

    Swimming in the sea of sadness yet rich in realism that state the story of a destiny that is dark! Well done my friend. (Report) Reply

  • (7/17/2014 10:20:00 PM)

    ........we must hold onto those dreams and to faith......and believe everything will be ok.... (Report) Reply

  • (12/25/2013 7:55:00 PM)

    Very well put; there truly does seem nothing left to say now. (Report) Reply

  • Tirupathi Chandrupatla (6/4/2013 4:28:00 PM)

    There is nothing left...
    You wrote comment for my poem Enough for This Life which has similar tones. You are right - many feel this way. Maybe everybody feels this way sometimes. Thank you.
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  • (5/20/2013 8:14:00 AM)

    A peaceful and well considered poem not melancholy but instead with a calm resignation as the only true option against a superior and inevitable happening. Perhaps calm acceptance is the our best way to shut down. In my poem What reason for this mortal stand, I was considering life as being retired and then finally decommissioned. So many metaphors for our last day or days. In my poem Once we met. I was rolling through life reminiscing til the last line. It is a great topic that is infinite in its options and interpretations. Thank you. (Report) Reply

  • Diane Hine (5/14/2013 8:43:00 AM)

    Very profound Val. Dignified resignation is all we have in the end. (Report) Reply

  • Kelvin Owusu (5/14/2013 2:45:00 AM)

    wow such brilliance filled with so much sorrow just remember where ever despair lays hope also resides (Report) Reply

  • (5/13/2013 11:43:00 PM)

    Beautiful. I am living this right now tyvm karen (Report) Reply

  • Hazel Durham (5/12/2013 9:00:00 AM)

    A dark and complex poem so brilliantly written! (Report) Reply

  • (5/11/2013 7:13:00 AM)

    Seems you have written the poem ina sorrowful mood! Hope you come out of the Oblivion soon! (Report) Reply

  • John Brown (5/11/2013 5:41:00 AM)

    A well written poem Val. They can't all be pretty ones - that's life. (Report) Reply

  • Yasmin Khan (5/11/2013 12:50:00 AM)

    Everything has submerged under the sea of oblivion. It seems you were in dejected mood so could write lovely dismal lines. (Report) Reply

  • (5/10/2013 11:24:00 AM)

    Your lottery numbers obviously never came up again Val!
    Seriously though another masterpiece on a dark subject.
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  • Shahzia Batool (5/10/2013 10:56:00 AM)

    Huxley's paradox is coming to my mind, he said, Man is an amphibian, or to be more accurate, man is five or six amphibians rolled into one...He means to prove that man keeps an amphibious existence, exploring antithetical, n contrasting states of existence, different moods, selves, and this your poem is the glimpse of that mood of dejection that came over you when you wrote it down. Many greats have been celebrating sorrow with its associated dark pleasure...the celebrated Ode On MELANCHOLY...DEJECTION-an ode....To SORROW....STANZAS WRITTEN IN DEJECTION near Naples...INDOLENCE....and many i dont value it as something negative but a side of poet's personality, or a is written with a feeling! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • Aftab Alam Khursheed (5/10/2013 10:43:00 AM)

    Unawareness or forgetfulness is really a curse and we all are involved / bold write about the oblivion thank (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (5/9/2013 11:05:00 PM)

    Sounds too melancholic! Such mood swings, I often notice in your poems! But don't bother, tomorrow you will be swinging into the skies in rocking excitement! ! A wonderful write, Val ! ! (Report) Reply

  • Neela Nath Das (5/9/2013 10:34:00 PM)

    So soon we won't let you drink the water of the river of oblivion.Great Val. (Report) Reply

  • Savita Tyagi (5/9/2013 7:08:00 AM)

    Beautiful poem! Many times it seems like I fall in oblivion and many times again world pulls me back! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, September 17, 2013

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