Everything is gone

Cherry

By Parson Thru

Thu, 14 Jan 2016
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11 comments
 

The end,
when it comes,
doesn't fuck around

The end
of everything
The death of sound

Silence
engulfs us
at the closing of the song

Being
becomes nothingness
when everything is gone

Certificate 18
Poem
Mortality Games
Miscellaneous

Comments

Submitted by Bee on

Perfectly rounded and filled with bold truth. 

Bee

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Hi Bee. Thank you. Hope you're well. x

Parson Thru

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Thank you cherry picker.

Parson Thru

Submitted by Jane Hyphen on

Nice - the peace we sometimes crave is coming anyway.

 

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Thanks Jane.

Parson Thru

Submitted by Parson Thru on

That's one view, anyway, Jane. Thank you.

Parson Thru

Submitted by VeraClark on

You have made an infinite dark space out of a few words, here. 

 

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Written in a lighter moment Vera. Thanks.

Parson Thru

Submitted by MarciaMarcia on

This is wonderful.....MarciaMarcia

Submitted by Parson Thru on

It's your comment that's wonderful, MarciaMarcia. Upliftingly so.

Parson Thru

Submitted by Penny4athought on

Yes, death--- what we imagine it will be like - what we see- when we watch a loved one pass.....but in that mournful night I seek a glimmer of light... and hope..that the silence is temporary... and sound and sense will return... in the infinite energy that will live on...where? I can only imagine.....

Great poem it made me feel!

P4T

Penny4athought