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Emma Jan 2017
There was always an emptiness in me,
I could never describe why,
it felt as if there was a gaping hole
in my chest
where my heart was supposed to be
i never felt a pulse
yet i just felt blatantly
empty inside.
There was nothing that could
fill this anomalistic hole
not even love could close
the wound
and the feeling
of emptiness
where my heart was supposed to be.
Something i just came up with, represents loneliness or people who cant feel love or something
Dan Hess Jul 2019
By acquisition of perfidiousness,
  superabundant equanimity serves as cynosure
for perspicacious circumlocution
  Extricated from acumen by coruscant conviviality
     prescient luminescence elicits magnanimous ebullience
   Profundity wrought the saxicolous
    Winebibber, penultimate in cupidity
    Unencumbered by concupiscence
   in which anomalistic accoutrements might unto be bequeathed
Alas, only by auspices, might idiosyncrasies be brought to be remunerative
As such, in trust, bellwether, to excogitate and make usufruct
is as to find parsimonious, what opulence incorrigibly writhes therein
By hedonistic primal instinct, chase, to what is callipygian

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