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Nothingness

I want to lie beneath falling petals
And run through wind that bedraggles my hair
Then shrink myself to ride a duck's back
And sleep soundly in a lion?s lair

I want to spring high and touch the moon
And grab a star on the way down
Then free-fall into a blooming rose
And dream until I hear the dawn

I want to pull the thread of adulthood
And unravel it until I?m an innocent child
But tainted too are the joys of childhood
So take me to where nothingness prevails


© babyheart2014




Does anybody else feel the way I described my feelings in my poem? And what does it mean? Thank you : )

I think it means that you are longing for the childhood you, for unknown reasons, couldn't fully enjoy. Nothingness prevails in death, but your poem is too colorful to be suicidal.

I like your poem.

Thank you very much for liking and commenting on my poem. You are right in that I don't feel suicidal. I'm not sure if I'm longing to return to my childhood. I just don't feel I fit in anywhere here (this big wide world) socially, professionally, intellectually or in any other way.

I can definitely relate to the sentiment expressed in your poem. We have probably all wished at some point to return to the the carefree days of childhood, where we had no responsibilities -- and we were sustained by others. Also, I understand the final stanza's realization that childhood is not without its negatives.

I quite enjoyed your composition and think you have some serious talent. The first stanza, I think, has the most brilliant word imagery and flow. Have you published any of your poetry?

It feels 'like letting out a long-held breath' to hear that others can relate to what I wrote.

Thank you for a serious compliment. I've never had any of my poems published. I've put poems on forums before and then asked the Admin to delete the thread as I've gotten embarrassed when I re-read them later lol

Fingers of missed caress, of solders and fallen kings,
The hand of man lays heavy upon the land,

Woman is the queen, everything you can be, and everything you want,
Is the desire of all the fathers and their sons, laying dead in the streets.
They want only love, yet feel they have no power nor control, so sacrifice is found.

So go and listen trembling one, its your heart men follows.
stop trying to find that wing to hide under, and demand your won future revealed.

I'm pretty sure you're not mentally ret*d. There could be many reasons why people don't fit in. ASD is one of them. Maybe a specialist could help you?

Hi Babyheart,
Excellent poem, expresses the sentiment exactly.
To me the last stanza is about the lost child trapped within, an excellent metaphor of unravelling the adult and letting the trapped inner child free. To play in nature where there is no criticism, the freedom to be yourself, without the torment of society troubling you.

Excellent work - keep writing!

Who says that aspies don't understand metaphor

Don't you just love how males try to be supportive, for their own attentions?
I wont even try for that. your on your own! and thats why ill be forever on my own.
women are treated different then men, and its expected.

if i was not trying to be supportive, then i wouldn't have posted at all.