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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I saw a beauty what no man, nor Women dare to describe, I have seen The outline of the universe it is ever Changing, shape, nature, texture, Faces, horror, beauty, hope, salvation And or despair. I heard these as well, Words that were mere words became The epitome of their definition and Deafening were their sounds. I was Transfixed, appalled, taken aback Slightly then forward to the point I felt Insane. Yet I dare not scream for it, Seems, I wished to remain sane. The Rhyming yet a mechanism not before Seen, un-rhyming beginning to Finishing, of this, which I am rhyming And, yet, not even making sense. And that is what the universe is, it Makes sense then it doesn’t, then Again at the same, time then Different but same. Yes I know Insane may it seem, but logically it is Sane, to the insane, all in the same. Some might wonder and others say They ponder, is this beauty or Mockery of poetry or innovative in The sense this is the scene of all Scenes, for poetry in wave. For stave An, in ocean one in name now dry But may of today come back in Waves… of new found flow of power. For it is as to say innovative yet Repetitive so share May I say, even Declare of what I say, this is poetry Old and new so share I implore, Shakespeare’s death should not Have been priceless, talent should Not be unfound in which it is Penniless… in a crest in all of us. Make me famous not by fame but by Word, word of mouth like how Emotions bundled all in, try to fit in, One, word, out of mouth to describe, What you feel. And that is poetry, it Is, the universe repetitive in its un- Expectancy of the , expectancy.
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