the essence of empty – Poem form
February 27, 2025
I sit on the empty beach,
holding my knees trying to stave off the lonely.
A brisk gust settles into faint eddies and swirls,
Stirring the loose sand ever so slowly.
Castles and moats erased by the wind,
Unmet promises leveled into indistinct reverie,
Phantasms of hope, barely a tinge,
Of laughter swept into a vague memory.
And I moved my hand next to hers,
I could hear my heartbeats in my ears.
I raised my courage but only faltered,
And summer realized all of my fears.
The behind me fades away, I don’t know how,
Only the rush of the waves is before me.
A disappearing ray, the emptiness so loud,
The sound of youth escaping so pitiably.
My bare feet scrape upon the sand,
As I hoist my loneliness up from the empty.
I imagine what it would be to hold your hand…
…euphoric, joyous, and happy.
defeated – song version
February 27, 2025
I sit on the empty beach,
holding my knees trying to stave off the lonely.
A brisk gust settles into faint eddies and swirls,
Stirring the loose sand ever so slowly.
Castles and moats erased by the wind,
Unmet promises leveled into indistinct reverie,
Phantasms of hope, barely a tinge,
Of laughter swept into a vague memory.
And I moved my hand next to hers,
I could hear my heartbeats in my ears.
I raised my courage but only faltered,
And summer realized all of my fears.
The behind me fades away, I don’t know how,
Only the rush of the waves is before me.
A disappearing ray, the emptiness so loud,
The sound of youth escaping so pitiably.
And I moved my hand next to hers,
I could count the heartbeats in my ears.
I raised my courage but just faltered,
And summer realized all of my fears.
My bare feet scrape upon the sand,
As I hoist my loneliness up from the empty.
I imagine what it would be to hold your hand…
…euphoric, joyous, and happy.
And summer realized all of my fears.