Oxymoron, how I adore,
A figure of speech that I can't ignore.
Jumbo shrimp, a living oxymoron,
An opposite pairing that can't be ignored, hon.
Silent screams that fill the air,
A soundless noise, a truth unfair.
Foolish wisdom, a wise fool,
Contradictory phrases that break the rules.
Bittersweet, a taste divine,
Painful pleasures, a unique design.
Virtual reality, a genuine fake,
A paradox that's hard to shake.
Original copies, a rare find,
A copy that's one of a kind.
Awfully good, an oxymoron at best,
A phrase that's puzzling, surely not jest.
Oxymoron, a speech delight,
A paradox that's a pure sight.
A definite maybe, an impossible chance,
A certain uncertainty, a joyful dance.
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Coffee, Books, and Me |POETRY|
PoetryThis is a collection of Unpredictable Poetries. Coffee, and books have always been my greatest companions in writing my poems. A lot of thoughts always pop up in my mind every time I drink coffee or read books.
