Obdurate Being

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November 14, 2023

Contest : Clever Poetry Contest

Sponsored by : Matthew Bailey

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I walk my life on my own terms I set, create the course on the lone pathway I pave. I see probing faceless uncalled people pile, break the barrier of protected privacy and pry, asking incisive questions piercing my persona, I don’t answer. They want their footprints I follow compliant, abandon what defines me on the wayside, exist as a formless empty entity impersonated. Caustic comments they make of me being inflexible, on the atypical manner I behave, overtly odd to them, I don’t react. My heart quivers in the quicksand of harsh times, emotions struggle to rise from the despondent debris. Things good done for me I can’t acknowledge loud, the bud of love for you blooms in me, I adore unexpressed. Porous sensitivity absorbs all the feelings inarticulate, I don’t demonstrate. I will be doing till the end what I do, not being blunt, even if you call me an obdurate being, I don't care.

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