I have lived
An outside life
That contained
Laughter, tears
Rage, joy
Yet have felt
Nothing
For so long
I no longer
Remembered
The dearth of true feelings
Within
I knew not my own
Emptiness
Until I began
to fill myself
with loving
you
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dVerse Poets Pub | Quadrille #97 – Filling the Page
At dVerse Poets Pub, De Jackson (aka WhimsyGizmo) is asking us – to find some poetic fun with the word fill and faithfully formulate a quadrille – a poem of exactly 44 words (not counting the title).
Oooo. The pondering of opposites. Nice.
Thanks De. 🙂
Ah, this made me think of the pain you get when you’ve sat on your foot for too long, and then the blood flows back. That’s not very romantic, I know, but I mean that good pain, that necessary pain that you have to go through to be healthy.
I enjoy how people can read the same words yet get different interpretations out of them, I know exactly what you mean, thanks.
I think it’s nice!
Thank you!
This reminds me of the front we sometimes our on for others. We show them what we think they want to see until that one person allows us to be honest with ourselves and others.
So true. Thank you.
Nice last stanza about not realizing one’s former emptiness.
Thank you.
I love the conclusion… and I think until we are filled again it’s hard to know how empty it is.
So very true, Björn, thank you.