Best Emptiest Poems

Be it known as convenience food, junk food or munchies;
whether spicy, melt-in-your-mouth soft, or crunchy,
food, inglorious food, seduces with ease
and ensnares with the emptiest of...

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This youth, with its curiosity to follow dreams,
always finds us among the tallest sunflowers
that hide us from the bewildered faces
of the common people who surely...

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On Making a Difference

It does not matter how much money I have.
Nor how many medals or trophies I own.
Making a difference in the lives of...

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Her indifference was merely a façade,
Mine too, if truth be asked, it might have been.

The day had been an autumn harvest festival,
A ballroom packed with...

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A silly superstition enwraps and grips me, 
It holds me and will not loosen its vile, crushing deathgrip:
It is a numerical one, this foolish superstition...

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started May 2013, completed 08.06.2013 (miss placed memory stick I had it saved on... oops)
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 A wasteland of empty space, void of light
A fearsome nowhere,...

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The urge to real-ease empties and dulls
Lights in a ram-parted brain flicker on and off
Water flows down a familiar trail down the face
As the shades...

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Press record and create a scene
No second take, she just looks mean
Confront her, she will cause a scene
She's not the one for clothes, know what...

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Did you hear the old man on his high-horse on Easter Sunday?
Smiting all the non-believers in a half empty church.
In his eyes, his own disguise...

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Love a word so sweet
that rolls of your
tongue 
A word that
represents so much
of a simple thing,
A four letter word
that will make a
break you
love a hopeless
feeling...

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Half: 
 Half is what I Have.
Half is what I offered you.
Half a heart, half a smile, half a hug, half a touch, half a...

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Her tears are real, clearly champagne and crystal, 
  delicately micro frozen upon her quiescent face; 
transparent and invisible, deceives the naked eye, 
...

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Who is there to smoke with me
Because im lost here in california
I havent quite reached the sea
My motive is only mere paranoia

But all this seems...

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The poet, he sat, with a pen in his hand, 
And cardboard, by the shop door,
And his eyes only saw the polarised view, 
Of what...

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Complication


I felt the suction as you pulled back
The room fell silent, stale
Breath hung in my throat
Clung like smoke 
Each swallow a tightening rope
A little less...

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