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Grook Confusion Poems | Grook Poems About Confusion
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How can something come out from nothing
When nothing can come from nothing?
So nothing isn’t nothing when it results into something,
Because by then, it would’ve been something and not nothing,
Since something must always result from another thing,
but never from nothing.
Because nothing is not anything and something is anything.
Nothing can never be something and something can never be nothing.
So what is this business of something coming from nothing?
Nothing…because there exists no such thing.
** 2000-- ummm I'm still trying to grasp this grook, haha
and my attempts at it are fizzling out so I'm going to be
sneaky and just submit this, lol
please bear with me I have NO idea if this old write of mine
can even classify as a grook! Sorry Charles...will still try to
come up with something though...
Copyright © kabuteng P.iNk k. | Year Posted 2010
He thought the unthinkable
He saw the unseeable
He spoke the unspeakable
His face was illusion
And his name was Lies.
Copyright © Michelle Mac Donald | Year Posted 2012
i am left of center in life's enigma,
but in politics i am more in the write.
letters and words mix to cause confusion,
think carefully now.....am I right?
Hint at the irony, I'm trying to be bright,
With a letter that stands for individual might...
Copyright © Mike Kostashuk | Year Posted 2015
Punctured and bruised
soiled and used
a soldier laying dead
Fallen and scorned
with no medals adorned
decorated with wounds instead
A flag left burning
apathetic heads turning
no eye wishes to see
an unmarked grave
with no country to save
this is what happened to me
Copyright © John Allen | Year Posted 2007
The WORDS, the WORDS, are known to be,
So important a gift given...
Why can't they come from me?
Copyright © Daniel Cwiak | Year Posted 2010
Is everything coming together?
Are things still flying apart?
Are we any less lost when we're born
Than when we finally lose heart?
Copyright © nick carter | Year Posted 2013