It’s Nothing

Creative Writing 1 Minute

We started with nothing,
without form just lifeless
beings dangling within the void.

Passionate words,
our voices could only emulate;
eternity’s promise we imagined.

Beguiled by the sins
of fallen angels; foolish
delights covered in darkness.

Tragic are the days;
we exasperate the moments
with poignant exaggeration.

Those deepest thoughts
washed away by laughter
rolling within the folly.

It’s nothing, really.

Published by David W. Jones

David is a writer and blogger who enjoys creating literary expressions about everyday life. He is a published poet and currently doing reviews, creative writing, and storytelling. David's interests include narrating point-of-view scenarios, documenting non-fiction, and writing scripts for film and television.

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