The Missing Empty
What is it...Life goes on!
I'm one with
'Mother nature', brilliant colors,
I hear sounds coming from
And blue sea...Green grass!
Where I can seat...Harmonious!
Blowing cold wind, dense hot air,
Well I'm naked...Who care!
I feel so strong,
Full slice of life, there's no wrong,
I do the walk_doing the talk
Deep, such a strong sneeze,
Falling is the rain
As vapor rises...Up to clouds!
Then, what is it...What isn't!
I have lot and plenty
Still...This sense of the missing
By: Juli Monat
Copyright (c) 2013
© Copyright 2016 Juli Monat. All rights reserved.
Essay / Humor
Poem / Poetry
Script / Horror
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