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As I stared at the still winter trees through my window, I tried to unravel the branches intertwined with each other, placing each twig to the right branch they rightfully belong. My slowly fading eyesight must be failing yet again. Or is it the distance that is keeping me from clear view? Could it be […]
14.3.2025 06:19To be the villain in my own demise…could be a denial towards forgiveness & healing… Passion that remained through the years of absence Ignited by a courageous hello unexpecting of a response You brought me smiles and solace in that dark and cold tenth month If it was not love what could it have been Sleepless nights of sweet banters Not minding […]
22.10.2024 00:05…no hurt feelings…<!-- wp:paragraph --> <p>Such an evocative story, Nefertime.. Feels like an apocalyptic tale, disturbing and bleak. That last line delivers quite a devastating punch. Glad you joined in the prompt (better late than never!) :)</p> <!-- /wp:paragraph -->
15.4.2024 19:57Comment on April Fool’s by dorahakThe month of April, no matter how sweet the name sounds, has given them so much falsehoods. What did they expect anyway? Even the first day is called April fool’s and in this part of the world, false spring is a norm. They were given a fallacy of love and an impossible future which they […]
15.4.2024 17:39April Fool’s<!-- wp:paragraph --> <p>It is a paradox that we desire that which can be destructive for us and grieve it still at its end, wonderful Quad.</p> <!-- /wp:paragraph -->
8.4.2024 15:27Comment on the end by pvcann<!-- wp:paragraph --> <p>WOW. This poem <strong>rocks</strong> me. Excellent. Excellent.</p> <!-- /wp:paragraph --><!-- wp:paragraph --> <p><em><strong>~David</strong></em></p> <!-- /wp:paragraph -->
7.4.2024 11:06Comment on the end by ben Alexander<!-- wp:paragraph --> <p>This feels like a mini-sonnet to me with the closing line. Sad, but wise.</p> <!-- /wp:paragraph -->
4.4.2024 18:37Comment on the end by merrildsmith<!-- wp:paragraph --> <p><em><strong>"a love that contours destruction</strong></em>" -- what a wonderful turn of phrase, full of sadness and pain. A poignant write, Nefertime.</p> <!-- /wp:paragraph -->
4.4.2024 02:06Comment on the end by dorahak<!-- wp:paragraph --> <p>Good poem! It's so true that despite having to end something, we grieve the thing we ended. </p> <!-- /wp:paragraph -->
2.4.2024 21:01Comment on the end by Nicole Horlings<!-- wp:paragraph --> <p>The message in your poem touches the reader, exactly where it needs to. Well done, well done.</p> <!-- /wp:paragraph -->
2.4.2024 14:39Comment on the end by Helen<!-- wp:paragraph --> <p>That sadness of being left alone is so hard, to be alive may be a journey of pain until you mend at last.</p> <!-- /wp:paragraph -->
2.4.2024 08:38Comment on the end by Björn Rudberg (brudberg)"love that contours destruction" sounds ominous. A stunning write!
2.4.2024 08:27Comment on the end by paeansunplugged<!-- wp:paragraph --> <p>Nicely done quadrille. </p> <!-- /wp:paragraph -->
1.4.2024 23:57Comment on the end by Arcadia MariaThe saddest grief is a teardrop for a soul that still breathes The loneliest anguish is for a heart that still beats For a love that contours destruction is one that has to end Everything will be better, give time for hurt to mend
1.4.2024 19:23the endHer folks would always emphasize on expanding connections. She, on the other hand, has been a believer of keeping a few, quality over quantity. Yet again, the jokes of this world reminded her that nothing beats old school knowledge based from deep rooted experiences. Unless you can confidently uphold your solitude, meet people…because many are […]
12.3.2024 17:26passersbyThe whole of my existence, never felt unsureOf beauty I possess, never been insecureFrom the top of my head to the tip of my toe Nobody was ever near, what means insecure?Naivety was strength, could not care 'bout suitorsWhen candor turns heads on my palms, who's insecure?Was on the top of my game when love […]
8.3.2024 19:12Insecurity of NarcissusIn the whole of my existence I have never felt unsure Of the beauty I possess never been insecure From the top of my head to the tip of my toe No one ever came near as near as a foe From when naivety was an asset and could not care less about suitors Until […]
7.3.2024 11:41insecureIt has been quite a journey and a long road more ahead There have been countless cheers and tears and a lot are still to come Been through trying deaths and lives and thorns and roses for you waiting Yet you were back then young and green you’ve got a heart both delicate and bold […]
7.3.2024 03:55too young to be oldThe day ended dim and quiet with you still out of sight Forced myself into slumber put all thoughts of you aside My breathing in quiescence locked your husky whisper brought me conscious Detailed image of you in mind turned the night irresistibly luscious
4.3.2024 21:01steamy…Babe, the day is still dark and the quiet frightens me In the pines, in the pines Where the sun don’t ever shine I would shiver the whole night through Babe, let me hear your heartbeat to calm my anxiousness In the sheds, in the sheds Where heat cannot get in I would wait for […]
21.2.2024 17:57don’t falter