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Created on: July 09, 2010
My glass was empty
Of wisdom, and hindsight, and experience
But full
Of life, and love, and hope, and faith
My glass was empty
Of doubt, and bitterness, and pain
But full
Of childish dreams and future plans
You joined me at the table
And spilled my sweet nectar
It fizzed and frothed and bubbled as it dripped to the floor
You apologised
And topped up my glass with your own, poisonous brew.
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Poetry: Empty and full
The King sat and pondered
And everybody wondered
What the King would say
About the problem before him that day
We need a decision,
While some exclaim their cup is full,
And others not proclaim,
The ways of life are never dull,
And no one is the same.
An empty belly that hurts,
Cloths are covered, full of dirt,
Smiles have fade, no laugh be heard,
Too tired and hungry,
"Equipoise"
Nothing
empty
vapid
hollow
zero
space
vacuum
black
closed
point
minuscule
Me
Everything
Dense
full
white
Feeling empty brings dismay
Despair and total loss
Don't fear adversities on your way
And heaviness of your cross
Do not
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