Nothing

He has nothing today-

nothing exactly,

and nothing more.

And nothingness enshrouds him.

Nothing is worthwhile.

Nothing.

There is nothing as such-

only the sound of rustling,

and nothing more.

Mute, deaf, dumb, and numbed-nothing

Not even a heartbeat.

Nothing.

There is nothing in life.

He is gone today,

leaving life behind.

Hopes, dreams, and wishes-all dead.

Nothingness is all he has.

Nothing.

Nothing will last to the end.

It’s as empty,

 as useless as

a smile from a minute ago

that shifts into tears.

 Nothing.

The world is nothing to him.

He Cannot hold, cannot play, cannot secure.

It’s all nothing-

because he is nothing.

Everything has become nothing.

All that's alive is nothingness,

triumphing over something.

Nothing is what his life has become now-

his dreams lying cold and dead on the ground.