The Empty Ballad Basking in the spotlight An angel Feeling so proud and omnipotent Throngs surround Shout for more Critics rave Only Time knows realistic nothingness Words of a passing era Face on an album cover Actually, they hate as nothing like they ever will be A star reality crushes their dreams The lyrics theirContinue reading “RKS Poetry Anthology (All We Get Are The Coffee Grinds): “The Empty Ballad””
