Here's a peculiar lil poem I came up with last year. My mom told me to write a poem and I told her I had nothing in mind. Turns out that wasn't true...or maybe it kinda was.
Also, this poem somehow became a part of a series of three other similar poems, so stay tuned for that as well.
Nothing
A word that is used carelessly,
Without knowledge of its meaning,
“It’s nothing,” “I’m doing nothing,”
These are some phrases,
Using the word “nothing,” Yet, neither of them capture the true meaning,
Mind you, I have no inkling of it either,
But I do know one thing,
And that is, “nothing” is not actually nothing
When one says,
That they are doing nothing,
It’s in the sentence itself,
They’re doing it
Which must mean,
That they’re doing something,
Even if they’re staying still
As is the case with all the phrases,
That contain the word nothing,
(Unless it’s something scientific,
In which case the term nothingness,
Could come into play)
I myself don’t know,
The true meaning of “nothing,”
And i don’t know,
If I want to know it either,
Because for me,
It means nothing.
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