Nothing

:)lol nothing. :)

I sat down for break

and looked at...nothing.

Lost trains of thought,

crashing in seas of trouble.

A guys true colours are dagger-filled.

What a waste. Worthless nothing.

True friends are too good for my friends.

And I'm stuck with...Nothing.

Let's take this raod so hilled,

and turn it to nothing.

 

Sun so soft; smiling at me,

The guy of my dreams.

The closer we get, the hotter I feel.

His lips so tender, passionate taste.

Hands, arms so firm. Touch too true.

So I take a breath, closing my eyes,

And opened them; icy Nothing.

Empty dreams, confusing guys.

Lost hours thinking of whys.

 

"Your Late."

"Oh, thanks, just thinking."

"Of what?", came the reply.

"Nothing."

 

Because that's all this is.

It all comes then goes.

Like a bottle of fizz.

So these thoughts are just,

...nothing...

Author's Note

So, Yina, there is your nothing poem. :) Though the main idea was given, this poem is all true. Like the most of my writing. :) Thanks for reading, and your opinions as well as criticisms are welcome. :)

Reviews

[Sarah]

Realy good, I loved it

[Yina]

Wow! Never knew "nothing" could be interesting lol You did an awesome job with writing bout nothing:) Love it:)

[Poe Redd]

Yes. Yes I really much like this. You've captured 'nothing' and made it very nice to read. it's awesome! Especially like this: "Let's take this road so hilled, and turn it to nothing."

[Robbie~xoxo~]

"Nothing",- has become "something" very good. Great job!!! :)