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E-Motionless

We’re high, then we’re drowned

In the dreadful numbness

Of a room with no sound

Two mind tickling puzzles

Refusing to collide

& find common ground

 

We talk but we’re stiff

Shaped by our shackles

Our words dull & bare

Painting the dark walls

With distorted visions

Of what we could share

 

& the midnight soundtrack to life fades away

Night set to a limbo when we don’t see

Without a flicker to bring out our shades

To be carved

in brainstorm patterns of memory

 

You know I would never tell you I’d stay

Nothing’s at stake, but I still play along

Aware that these walls are all just a thin line

Yet afraid that any word now would be wrong

 

It’s always the same room, just worlds apart

A fantasy scenario; but a curse, not a wonder

You cannot split what was never one

A life of the one

Without the other

 

N.B.

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8 Comments

  1. I’m noticing a similar theme to the poem you posted a couple days ago “An Early Fall”. Very relatable, awkward and sad feelings all at once. I like that each poem you write seems to be a piece of a puzzle that becomes clearer with each write!

    • NB NB

      I’m glad you noticed that, because that’s how I usually write.. it’s the mood I’m in recently that makes me write stuff like this, but since that’s changing, I try to make a connection between different parts.. even I have no idea how it’ll turn out in the end, but I enjoy it anyway.. thanks for the continued support 🙂

  2. Gosh… I’m beginning to know how it feels to have nothing left to say. I’ll just say “Wow”. I too acknowledge a recurring theme in your poems as of late. Beautiful work, my friend.

    • NB NB

      the room’s not a part of that tho.. it’s a different room xD but anything else you might’ve noticed, it’s not a coincidence. mostly.. thanks man.. I have no words either.. (:

  3. “You know I would never tell you I’d stay
    Nothing’s at stake, but I still play along
    Aware that these walls are all just a thin line
    Yet afraid that any word now would be wrong”

    Ugh! I love this stanza.
    It reads like the hook of a song.

    ..and I’m singing it. 🎶

    • NB NB

      I’m sure it sounds better than when I sing xD thanks, man.. that means a lot 🙂

  4. It seems like it’s about online relationships not being as genuine as face-to-face relationships, because there’s nothing really at stake online: a person can close out of a page at any moment, block a person, and never have to confront that person again if they don’t want to. But maybe I’m misinterpreting and just reading it that way because of the title. Either way, I thoroughly enjoyed this poem

    • NB NB

      you can’t be misinterpreting it.. & that’s very close to what I had in mind. the original idea was a description of failed communication, thus “a room with no sound”.. I tried to point out the feeling of mutual understanding even without using any words (which is what happened when I got the idea for this) & the lack of it, simply ’cause certain people decide to build a wall between themselves.. your interpretation, however, is very interesting, & now that I’ve reread the last few lines, I understand where it came from.. thanks for the review 🙂

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