Empty House

Empty House

A Poem by Aleyah


I don’t know where you've gone.


Presses against me a cold silver knife,

Red spills on the small kitchen tile

The windows break with a shattering silence,

As I dream to wake to your smile.

 

Curtains still with a haunting grace

This way won’t suffice any longer,

My limbs break down to faint,

Sitting upon a ghost so somber.

 

Sleepless days fill my life away

Time frozen in a clock that’s broken,

Like my heart it’s numb and lifeless

A pendulum so still and frozen.

 

Looking at my hands I realize

That you have gone and I’ve begun

To miss you through the foggy mornings

You disappeared with the lightless sun.

 

The walls hear out of no reserve,

Echoes a silent storm at dawn,

This empty house I die to serve

I don’t know where you’ve gone.

 

© 2011 Aleyah


Author's Note

Aleyah
Así que esperar a que te gusta una casa solitaria, hasta que me volverán a ver y vivir en mí. Hasta entonces, mis ventanas dolor.

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Sets quite a tone from beginning to end. I like the perspective that you've shown of the persona. The empty house once filled with happiness and laughter is now only a shell with no soul. There is so much depth to this and just devours the reader into the world of loneliness.
A brilliant job in writing this, well done! :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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You have vividly painted the emptiness.
Felt myself wailing among the walls of the empty house.
Great work,indeed.

Posted 9 Years Ago


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For some reason, this poem reminded me of a couple of books I've been reading. The depth and sadness is literally echoing everywhere! I especially liked the line:
"Sleepless days fill my life away
Time frozen in a clock that’s broken,
Like my heart it’s numb and lifeless
A pendulum so still and frozen."

Why? Because I can imagine this clear in my imagination. I saw ice coated everywhere. I really really liked this one. Just outstanding! :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


I really enjoyed this poem, lots of great imagry. =3

The only thing I noticed was that the beginning had very strong intent, but almost wilted away at the end. There is a lot going on in this poem story wise, so maybe if this was an introduction to a story it might be really nice, because I want to know more! =3

Overall it was very enjoyable, absolutely love the imagry. =3

Posted 10 Years Ago


Sets quite a tone from beginning to end. I like the perspective that you've shown of the persona. The empty house once filled with happiness and laughter is now only a shell with no soul. There is so much depth to this and just devours the reader into the world of loneliness.
A brilliant job in writing this, well done! :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

SOMETIMES, I WISH IT WAS A GHOST HOUSE
sometimes, emptiness sure does torment
the impatient soul that can't wait to see whom and what will
meet thier eyes today, tonight, penless, penniless with no cap so i chew
on my hat or shoe and wait, textwrite, call, blip, blip, blip on the cellphone
so charming, wondering, am i loved, am i alone i did very well
enjoy your poem and i scream in joy, pain
I WISH IT WAS A GHOST HOUSE

Posted 10 Years Ago


Yo soy no hablo espanol.
lol.
Very powerful; very amazing. the lines have a steady flow to them. they capture perfectly the anticipation of trying to wait patiently for someone.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Wondering and waiting for someone else to show.. very powerful.. xx

Posted 10 Years Ago


It definitely sets up a scene very eerie for someone who's worried and caught within the snare of waiting patiently for someone else... it's an excellent write, well done I must say ;)

Posted 10 Years Ago


emptiness of waiting

Posted 10 Years Ago


This is simply amazing. I'm impressed..Excellent work.

Posted 10 Years Ago



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