Four (And A Half) Poems On Nothing Comments

Live in love and die in love, life is love and love is life. A great poem.

In these scattered thoughts, I find a strong thread tying them all together. Man is left in a world of confusion..... Each thinking soul has been since eons trying to solve the riddle called life. But life and its mystery keep eluding him to a point in which he cries out in utter helplessness....' confusion confounds'! Man's existential angst has been expressed by writers and thinkers in many ways. Finally we go back to that point from where the poem began........ that life is a lie between two truths... Birth and Death! The skull at the end also tells- Death is the next reality and the only reality that a living man has before him! Souren..... only one with a highly philosophic bent of mind can write such a profound poem!

We all came from nothing and will go nothing, in between also is nothing........yet we look for something in nothing. Nice Poem.

This work has so much depth that it deserves many readings. Once again you have dealt with the theme of nothingness with a natural finesse. Though I could never make much of existentialism and reading Jean Paul Sartre was a very bumpy ride but I enjoyed reading this poem. To me, this is not a drunken rant, its a very well thought-out work. I feel these stories are connected to each other n its for reader to figure it out. We all have this question at the end of the day, Why am I here? So I really liked this poem that attempts to find answers.

I have come to find that (especially after 8 shots of tequila) Nothing thoughts grow deep and deep thoughts grow profound. At nine the next morning, I don't care about anything but coffee and aspirin.