Empty Words

Blah Blah Blah Day, oh what a bore

When all conversations seem like a chore

Endless chatter that goes on and on

Until our patience is completely gone

Words that have no meaning or worth

Filling the air from the moment of birth

Small talk and gossip, we cannot escape

As if the words themselves are in some kind of race

Sometimes we listen with attentive ear

Hoping to find something worth to hear

But most of the time we just nod and agree

Pretending to be interested, we fake a degree

Blah Blah Blah Day, it's not the best

But we'll get through it like all the rest

For tomorrow will come and with it we'll find

Conversations that will stimulate our mind.

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To all the readers who peruse this poem, May it give you a moment of contemplation alone. Perhaps you've experienced the tediousness I've shown, Of conversations that seem like an endless drone. I hope these words have given you a pause, To reflect on the value of the language we cause. May it encourage you to seek out worthwhile applause, And leave behind the meaningless, trivial clause. Thank you for reading, I bid you adieu, May your conversations be fruitful and true. And on Blah Blah Blah Day, I implore you anew, To find meaningful words that are worth pursuing through.