Sharing Sunday – Echoes

Today’s Sharing Sunday piece is by Gabriela and it’s a poem! Yay for mixed pieces other than short stories. It’s called Echoes and when she was thinking up the poem she had a picture in her mind of a huge dark, endless empty room, and trying to put those images into words. It was only after writing the first sentence did she realise how much of a metaphor that empty room was. After that the poem became a little more personal. So without anymore waffling from me here is Echoes.

Echoes

There’s silence, only silence.

Nothingness, and nothing more.

And yet, the nothingness is crushing,

And the lull, a deafening roar.


There’s blackness, utter darkness 

And sheer emptiness beneath.

The walls around are caving in

And there’s hardly room to breathe.


There’s stillness, overwhelming 

And much more than one can bear.

Yet a single, desperate voice cries out,

“Is anybody there?”

This one, sole sound breaks through the fog

This single, desperate plea-

Calls out, aching, and broken

For somebody, anybody.


But there’s not a soul here to be found-

They’re nothing but shadows.

And the only voices calling back

Are echoes

echoes

echoes.

About the Dreamer

Gabriela S enjoys reading and writing stories and rhyming poetry. Away from the stress of every day life, she finds writing as both a run and relaxing hobby.