What am I to write about,
Today?
The feeling of Nothing,
With nothing to say?
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A Very Thought-provoking poem and excellently thought and written.5 Stars Full, dear Poetess TFS
The world becomes a big void When tomorrow has nothing to offer, For, living in the past laurels Nothing on you does it confer
Outstanding title, love this poem, I can feel it, the pain of loneliness is so well conveyed here.
The pen is our scout, we dare not send him into the gray for the worker is indeed worthy of his wages, lonely pages upon pages upon the gray.
Sometimes the pen goes into the gray on its own and we have nothing to say about it. Yes, and it is lonely there. Gray, the loneliest color.
Bill, thank you for reading and for the insight in your comments. Very appreciated. Sorry if this poem is not a happy one. Seems we all have our ' Nothing, moments ' Also, thanks for the very nice compliment for this poem.
Thank you Brenda for reading and for your great compliment. Very appreciated!
The pain and the loneliness, truly felt in this write. Amazingly written! TOP Marks Full and Thanks for sharing