Emptiness Poem by Chris Bradshaw
Emptiness
Some go out for family
Others seeking fame
But what I'm running after
Flows on without a name
It exists in your affection
And grows up inside trees
I feel it in the evening
When my tired spirit's free
And when the final demons
Are driven from my heart
I can fade with honest answers
And arise to better starts
Beautiful. The simplicity and flow kept me entertained, and your choice of words.
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4/25/2024 11:54:41 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Sort of like an eclipse of the moon on the emotions.