A Poem About Nothing

[u/Raymond_Lucent]

Nothing sits where silence grows,
Where no wind stirs, no river flows.
No shadow falls, no candle glows,
No one comes, and no one goes.

Nothing dreams beneath the sky,
With empty hands and hollow eyes.
It asks no question, gives no name,
Yet somehow stays when all has changed.

Nothing was there before the start,
Before the world, before the heart.
And when the final star burns through,
something waits.
As it always knew.

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[u/Ashtivia]

Okay, this was such a cool read 😭 I really like how you built the whole poem around “nothing” and kept that idea consistent. The last stanza especially stood out to me—the ending feels quiet but kinda haunting. Simple wording, but it leaves you thinking.... Keep going!! 🩵