#oblivion poems on Hello Poetry

Sarah Mann Aug 2018

There's a storm coming.
Within hours, its arrival will go unannounced
But the few who are destined for the change
Can feel it brewing just under the surface
Between the quiet conversations
A constant hum, a reminder of the forgotten
Continues to pulse through the veins
Silence, floating above the metropolis
Ready to blanket the movement in a suffocating still
The forces of the unknown act swiftly, careful in its oblivion
Truth be told, there is some quality to having something to hold on to.
Something to tether you back to reality,
It gives you assurance that this life is more than just a simulation
Hope of the possibility to slowly pass through the barren wastelands of this
Technological underdevelopment.
The world has seemingly lost its value
Let the storm wipe out what is left of this society.
The few who were meant to be will remain.
I'm ready for the shift for nothing to be the same.

August 08, 2018. 12:08AM

#storm #society #reality #oblivion #metropolis #uncertainty #change

erwood Jul 2018

The Invisible Bomb

It's like watching a bomb
The seconds ticking down
5 minutes, 4 minutes, 3 minutes
Except for then, it disappears

You can't see the timer anymore,
But you hear every infinitesimal click as The seconds pass
Counting is too hard

So you live in oblivion
Watching this invisible bomb
Biting your lip and scratching your arms
As long as the bomb is here,
You are anxiety

You, and you alone,
Hear the ticking of the bomb
Once in awhile, someone passes
And they hear it too- for a second

But they never stay
They always leave to less dismal places
Where there are no invisible bombs
They do not believe you

Sometimes you stay there for weeks
Months, years on end
Watching this bomb
That never explodes fully
This is anxiety.

#anxiety #explode #oblivion

Nis Jul 2018

Canción del noroeste // Song from the North-West

"Furia color de amor,
amor color de olvido"
-de "Un río, un amor" por Luis Cernuda

olvido color de olvido,
amargo color de amor,
tintado de olvido.
Frágil aroma de remordimiento
suave sabor de lamentos,
lamentos con timbre de lágrimas rotas,
rotas y con olor a desesperanza,
desesperanza color de sinestesia,
que es un nombre más para mi muerte.

//

"Fury the colour of love,
love the colour of oblivion."
-from "Un río, un amor" ("One river, one love") buenos Luis Cernuda

oblivion the colour of oblivion,
bitter colour of love,
dyed of oblivion.
Fragile scent of remorse
soft traste of laments,
laments the timbre of broken tears,
broken and with the odour of despair,
despair the colour of synaesthesia,
which is another name for my death.

Probably the most famous verses by the Spanish poet. This was harder to translate but I did my best.

#cernuda #sinestesia #amor #olvido #synaesthesia #love #oblivion

May Elizabeth Jul 2018

Dark Oblivion

You pushed.
You pushed me too far.
Too far I fell.
I fell down the hill.
The hill you built,
And then I stop.
I stop rolling and
I stop crying.
It's dark.

But I am safe here,
Comfortable in the ditch,
Comfortable in the rut
That you placed me in.
One big eye watching me.
One force keeping me
From the unknown.
One push and I roll down.
I roll down into dark oblivion
And absolute uncertainty.
But one push and you’re
Gone.

I literally wrote this an hour ago. I based it on Georgia O'Keeffe's painting "Black Abstraction." I went to an exhibit at the Ashmolean Museum earlier and was given the prompt and wrote the poem based on her painting.

#georgia #okeeffe #black #oblivion #dark #abstraction #painting #love #hate

Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018

Everything Will Go Into Darkness.

stars are not eternal
they will go out
everything will become oblivion
all will swallow up the fog and gloom
and even our bright sky
and bright sun and rays
everything will go into darkness
everything will swallow up the fog

your eyes are blue
bright words bright words
beauty is all before us
everything swallowed up the fog
all the darkness will take with them

every ray of the sun
every ray of the moon
every ray of love
every ray of our love
everything will go down in the fog
everything will go into darkness
everything will sink into oblivion
everything will burn in the dark

16.07.18

#stars #eternal #everything #oblivion #fog #gloom #sky #darkness #beauty #love

Joel Mathew Jul 2018

Two blind men

Asks one blind man to another
“How did you lose your eyes?”
Replies the other

“I was born into a world of darkness.
Nothing to see, but the abyss ahead.
Staring into its depth, as it stared back.”

Asks one blind man to another
“How did you lose your eyes?”
Replies the other

“I was born into a world of light.
As a child whose eyes sparked curiosity,
I searched, taking in everything I found.”

“The azure summer sky on the tranquil blue ocean.
The trees dancing in the first monsoon shower.
The amber foliage on a sepia autumn sky.”

Replies the man born blind “I wonder what’s worse.
Experiencing sight and having it taken away,
Or not experiencing it at all.”

The other smiled a smile so happy yet so sad
“The sights of light are still vivid in this abyss.
Light so bright, light so dark...”

“My loss is both a blessing and a curse.
I’ll never see those sights again
I’ll never forget those sights either.”

Asked the man born blind,
“Is mine a blessing or a curse?”
The other cried, tears flowing from a void.

“Cling on to her hand and don’t ever let go,
Asleep in her warm caress, don’t ever wake up
She’s both your blessing and curse.

She is oblivion.

If you had the choice, would you want to be born blind, or born with sight? Would you want to see the world for what it is, or would you want to be lost in oblivion?

#oblivion #blindness

Benjamin Adekunle Jul 2018

Oblivion

I yearn for the dark
Life to be still
Magnificently Mysterious
Look death in the face,
and life turns a blind eye

I yearn for the dark, I say
Glow to be gloomy
Faintly Fantastic
The graveyard tell it's tale
It receives all, no matter where from

I yearn for the dark
To be still and have none to lay beside
To see it all and know them all
Final Farewell
To be darkened by the Lords light

#oblivion #alone

Harsha Jun 2018

Suicidal tendencies

When I was younger I use to ponder
How I would one day prefer to flat line and expire
The most attracted option my forgone war bound mind could muster;
Was in the event of a global nuclear holocaust
It brought me some well-deserved comfort due to the fact that
As the residual fall out would inevitably eviscerate me
It shall also decimate everything I hate;
Second viable option was a similar scene straight out of Micheal Bay s Armageddon
Caught in the aftermath of a world killer; a horrific meteor shower
As it would undoubtedly bring about my decease and lay waste to this insufferable biosphere;
Thirdly my personal favourite choice to realize my own demise
Was through a carefully administered ****** overdose I surmise;
Induced in a state of perpetual ecstasy locked in a coma Comfortably numb,
making love then becoming one with oblivion
I think I prefer this choice in contrast to the first two selections
Mainly to avoid all that collateral damage that would directly result in the deaths of a few billion;
But mostly because been lucid awake and sober is an absolute nightmare
Been rooted to a state of utter obliviousness and intoxication are a welcoming pair
And I have reached the point of no return where I no longer care.

#intoxication #oblivion #narcotics #armageddon #extinction #corruptedworld

Poetic T Jun 2018

Before We Supernova

We are each a particle of light
       illuminating the surrounding
                                          landscape.

Each of us energising the emotions
       of others solar panels of reflection.
                                     were all star dust.

But before we supernova to oblivion,
      we help others grow to fulfilment
                            in our light of knowledge.

#suns #light #passon #supernova #oblivion

Dw1234 May 2018

Origin

Beauty, all of its forms
Holds in her hands
Nurturing insignificance
Holds our every breath

Live by order
Die by design
Thoughts are control
Feeling, the result

We give to receive
We see to be seen
We die to live
We live to die

Old as time
Desire innate
Behind perspective
It’s all here

Breaking the ties
These laws that adhere
Unequalized and raw
Of unpolarized origin

Can’t perceive
what we aren’t
Once we do
Hello Beauty

#contemplation #existence #polar #polarization #origin #belief #questioning #deep #oblivion #nothing