How Do I Taste?How am I?Am I full-bodied,Rich tasting,Sharp enough For you?Am I sweet enough,Strong enough,Bold enoughTo beEverything you need?Am I the flavorYou're looking forTo satisfy Your carnal desiresBefore you throw the cup away?Before you toss It in the trash,Let me knowThat you like Everything you drained.Let me knowThat the empty paper cupYou left behindWas onceFull of something good.On second thought,I hope you burn your tongue.
It's a myst'ryThis is an unusual paragraph. Im curious as to how quickly you can find out what is so unusual about it. It looks so plain; you would think nothing was wrong with it. In fact, nothing is wrong with it. It is unusual though. Study it, think about it, but you still may not find anything odd.
Love or ElectrocutionLove or ElectrocutionFloatingIn a vast bathtub full of angerMisery the plug in the drainLove the electric applianceSlipping accidentally into the water
EmptyEmptyHow can you love somethingThat in no way could be realPouring out emotionsThat no one else can feelLooking and longingFor love in a world of hateI sit and ponder the feelingAnd wonder is this my fateTo walk alone in life Effected by no ones careFor love is an empty emotionAnd hope is empty airMemories of nothingnessNo love that I recallAnd anytime I feel itAll I do is fallWithout ever lovingLife can give no painI walk the earth in lonelinessAs the tears turn to rainMy glass in not half emptyMy glass in not half fullMy glass is only emptyMy life is but a lull