Jul 13
Your thoughts flood the stream,
minute after minute — something new.
Looking for a like, or a heartbeat,
anything to feel something true.
When words are meaningless,
scrolling in loops of empty delight.
Affection is a thumbs-up,
a random like — just casting for a bite, like fish in an ocean of poets.
minute after minute — something new.
Looking for a like, or a heartbeat,
anything to feel something true.
When words are meaningless,
scrolling in loops of empty delight.
Affection is a thumbs-up,
a random like — just casting for a bite, like fish in an ocean of poets.
Copyright Malcolm Gladwin
July 2025
For that special friend that posts poems flooding and burying everyone else's with empty thoughts hoping someone will heart or like ...
July 2025
For that special friend that posts poems flooding and burying everyone else's with empty thoughts hoping someone will heart or like ...
