In the blood of the empty, I do seek a wholeness,
A self worth, that my meager Crimson cannot fill,
A hole within my chest,
where the organ of love should reside,
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A well written poem.good choice of words and clearly brought out meaning.keep it up.
wow thinking beyond yo age nice poem i rily love this...well done
I love the title of this one, interesting oxymoron. Beautiful content behind an amazing title. Great work.
Lovely poem, lovely comments, as well... I saw a picture of seeking the one to fill the hole caused by heartache. Someone to bring peacefulness and wholesomeness. Then again, it might mean something totally different. Eitherway, it is a great poem!
A great poem. Really like it. A good write about not loving, or been scared to love. Take a look at my poem called, let me love somebody, Its my take on having an empty heart.
the search for wholeness brings about wholeness, in slow painful seasons turning...time will be your friend! good poem!
what is there to say when a poem carries more than it takes to read.