Emptiness Poem by Ravi Kopra

"Four snakes gliding up and down a hollow for no purpose
that I could see—not to eat, not for love, but only gliding."
—Ralph Waldo Emerson

They see a man lying,
lying every time
he opens his mouth

he does not have to

he has power, money, fame, women
everything he wants
but is not happy with himself

and enjoys making stories
the real stories he calls fake

high on delusions he gaslights
puts his guns on shoulders of his friends
to shoot his enemies, and glides

and glides for nothing.
Trying to outsmart others
his empty head he hides.