Misplaced emotions alter
A complexity, a self seeking the unheard
Weak will yet strive risks
strong sole yet holey soul,
Static rage yet dynamic red moments
Arrogant in pain, Adamant in goals,
lax in courage, oft a rigidity.
resolute strength yet weak moments
Proud in grief, Pompous in victory
A complexity still evolving
every day, perhaps
A foot an hour.
Ambiguity is part of your style...but what I notice everytime is there is a physical shape to your writing,some architecture kind of writing. Is it intended or does it just happen? Not able to recall but almost all your poems are something like shape poetry.
ReplyDeleteNice way of putting it lollylop "simple complex...". I agree with Arrogant in pain, proud in grief but not with pompous in victory. You react almost same to win and loss. what is shape poetry?still evolving?
ReplyDeletesowmya, just started to evolve!
ReplyDeletesandeep, it just happens.
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