nothing left by Michele Schottelkorb
this is too much
(too much)
for me
(me~myself)
to handle
(I try, I try)
weve come to an area
(an area: void)
where more is required
(expected)
and
there is
nothing left
(at all)
to give 07/20/2003 Posted on 02/04/2004 Copyright © 2024 Michele Schottelkorb
Member Comments on this Poem |
Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 02/04/04 at 12:31 PM this resonates so in my soul Michele and asks the question what is left to give after we have given our all. Giving our all, in a world where it seems, never to be quite enough. |
Posted by Ashok Sharda on 02/04/04 at 02:27 PM A state of helplessness presented in a beautiful poetic fashion. Will this hope take its toll and shatter love and faith? |
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 02/04/04 at 02:44 PM I really life the style and brevity of this; definitely one for the 'less is more' file. |
Posted by Melina Raven Maness Diebold on 11/29/04 at 05:57 PM Very unique and well-written. I love the form. |
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