DarK Silence

Listen to the silence

Corrupting the innocence

 

Savour its taste

Awaken its craze

 

Go and feel the sound of emptiness

Stuttering calmness

Makes my blood boil

Tightening thrill

Gets my nerves straight

in the realization of my Loneliness.

Author's Note

sometimes loneliness/boredom makes you do something you might regret.
so stop while you still can..or think twice before you do it.
I made something much dark poetry..
when i wrote this there is something terrible/horrible about it.
i donno you judge
good and bad reviews are welcome and very much appreciated.

Reviews

[Ama May Cooper]

This poem seems to me to mean more than just lonliness, it seems like there are so many interwoven meanings and theme's within this poem. I see corruption , i see childish dreams and dashed hopes, anger.. there is so much emotion printed into this piece and you masterfully present them all in a very well flowing piece.
I like the way you have presented the poem, the movement in the last line actually seems to be the brain making the realsation and makes it feel much more personal.
Lovely work

[Pax]

wow, you touch so many themes than i ever thought and i think you hit it all. thank You.

[Sir Joe]

Some poems awaken our physical senses while some stir our mental faculty. I would categorize this poem under the latter. I really find this one thought-provoking.
A literary work could spawn varied interpretations as it is always subject to judgement of different types of people.
The title itself gave me the idea that this is about an event that usually happens in the wee hours of the night. The first stanza even supported this idea of mine (Listen to the silence). I asked myself, what could be there in the silence which corrupts innocence? Then, I thought about lust. Men, when they're sleeping , usually experience a hard-on. my idea might be absurd but for me the lines jive with this idea of mine. hahaha. Since the poetic persona is all alone, he could not have sex with anyone, so he has no choice but to use his own hand/s.
Stuttering calmness
Makes my blood boil
Tightening thrill
These lines even made me stand firm to my contention. I interpreted these lines as fast and deep breathing, excitement, and imminent coming of the "most awaited part of the program" hahahaha.
And when it all ended, the poetic persona went back to his senses, realizing that he, indeed, is alone and lonely. Admit it man, some men resort to that thing when they're alone, bored and lonely. Right?
hahaha
Pardon my words. haha
I just really enjoyed reading this. (=
Nice work. (=

[Pax]

LOL..hahaha...i never expect that from your point of view..the facts that its really different in what i felt and thought when writing this..great review and very detail. I enjoyed your point of view..like a critique...well done on your part. thanks, i appreciated that.

[Sir Joe]

hahaha no prob, bro. My pleasure. (=
hehe You can't blame me for coming up with that kind of interpretation. haha Blame your poem hahaha
Literature major kc aq kya my alam dn aq kht papanu s poetry and literary criticism hehehe

[Shimmerbliss/CAF]

I actually thought the interpretation was very good. You gotta love poetry as it can mean whatever the reader gets from it.

[Sir Joe]

Yeah. I agree. (=

[Pax]

yup, i second agree to that. actually this really goes to the saying "idle hands are the devils playground" someone said that in the review...

[Sir Joe]

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[The Watcher]

This is really deep and intense. You have great word choice and a strong vibe of darkness. This is a great poem! Kudos to you

100/100

[Wondering Mind]

it's almost like suffocation