HOLLOW
Bereft, hollow, longing
Ghosts of the past and the future
They intensify the suffering
Confusing, wanting, unsure
I just want to be carried away
Brought to a place of solitude
Where I can shout or pray
Cry out in anguish or gratitude
Or I will be taken to a party
Very alive, dark, and loud
That I might sever from reality
Blend in with the wild crowd
Neither will put me at ease though
Nothing to calm my soul and heart
For in every moment that I owe
Leaves me in a hollow cart
Colors are all about blending
Sounds and notes are appearing
Closing my eyes I am hoping
My dilemma may now be ending
May the confusion I am having
Be answered by the greater person
And the hollowness I am feeling
Be filled to the brim for a reason
When everything is in turmoil
And around me leaves a question
Folding my hands as I recoil
Maybe the best solution
17:01-17:24, Thursday, 102022
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Deciphering Life
PuisiIn this collection, the author documents her life through writing poems after experiencing a major heartbreak, becoming a single mom, restructuring frayed relationships and reinventing her lost spirituality. Delve into rhythmical lines as she weaves...
