Late into the night,
the characters become real
And the words that I’ve written
cement and congeal
Late into the night,
they take over my soul
My reality transformed,
—my emptiness whole
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)
- Author: Kurt Philip Behm ( Offline)
- Published: September 2nd, 2016 10:50
- Category: Unclassified
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- Users favorite of this poem: Laura🌻
Comments4
Wonderful write
Thank you
Welcome
well done Kurt! ww
Thanks WW !
Kurt,
• “My Emptiness Whole”
I’m so glad to have read this great write! Your words have helped me realize the meaning of what I’ve felt for a while.
— Emptiness fills the void —
Laura 🌻
Thanks so much, Laura
My dear poet,
You’re the one who merits the esteem and “thanks” for your writings.
Laura🌻
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