Thursday, March 12, 2009

Emptiness

Painting and Verse by Abe V Rotor


A piece of rock,
a patch of green
the mountains mock;

A waterfall
by thunderstorm
in summer dies;

Memories old
on benches live
in sun and rain;

Waves rush and die
against a cliff
or plain shore;

Breeze passing by
bids in its sound
of rustling leaves;

Without the chill,
and sound of sea
the shore is still.

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3 comments:

  1. justine claireMarch 13, 2009 at 9:13 PM

    mhmmmhmhmhm.. amazingly catching.. when i read this i really felt emptiness inside... the feeling was heavy..

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  2. robielynMarch 16, 2009 at 11:08 AM

    ..haay sir your painting makes me lonely and feeling empty by reading those passages.

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  3. karla naritoMarch 19, 2009 at 12:28 AM

    if you'll look at the painting with just a second it looks plain, but when you stare at it for a long time you'll feel the essence and message of the painting..

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