Michael Whatley Poet Free verse

Psychotic Warfare

Plummeting void of primitive desire
All is passion and idolism
An existential angst, consuming your thoughts
What meaning is there behind "the one"?

You're a caveman deep down
Starved for attention
Feeling nothing
And everything


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Note: this poem is the combined result of two "five-minute-write" challenges (below).

[Write about an emotion: Neutral]
Infinitely white, plummeting void of hypnotic, dulcet tones.
All is monotonal and subdued on the face, but vibrantly conflicting within.
An endless battle with melancholic thoughts.
Existential angst getting you down about the meaning behind your existence.
No expression. Uneasy, and evidently rigid.
Face twitching as a tiny amount of black ink seeps through the stainless blast doors.
Feeling nothing, and everything at the same time.

[Write about something else: Infatuation]
Primative desire, burning sweltering passion and idolism.
Hot, fiery romance and a lovingly fierce flame that ignites within.
Burnt fingers when the flame gets too hot; world consumed by thoughts of "the one"
Overwhelming and unfaltering flares to morph, snap, shape, and join your hearts.
That's the meaningful bit.
But the caveman still lies within. Starved for attention.

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Fritz Crytzer May 12, 2016 at 9:58 PM Wow! Don't understand, but . . Maybe you could explain? Poetry should be pictures as words, not a puzzle. Fritz the Cat Michael Whatley May 17, 2016 at 5:05 PM I agree, Fritz. Poetry is indeed like painting with the alphabet, and should conjure up wonderfully profound scenes. This is one of my most enigmatic and abstract pieces, and so it does stray from that concept a bit - though, there's no wrong interpretation - it's a piece about the nature of our human thought processes...

Supraja Kannan May 9, 2016 at 8:20 AM Beautifully written... Loved it.. Michael Whatley May 10, 2016 at 1:12 PM Thank you, Supraja!

Don Johnson May 1, 2016 at 8:01 PM great write here mate... Michael Whatley May 3, 2016 at 8:19 AM Thank you for visiting, Don!

Manmath Dalei April 30, 2016 at 9:49 AM Very meaningful write. Well penned.......hugs Michael Whatley May 3, 2016 at 8:19 AM Thank you, Manmath!

Demetrios Trifiatis April 30, 2016 at 5:34 AM Profound writing that shows deep understanding of human nature dear Michael! A seven! Michael Whatley May 3, 2016 at 8:18 AM That was what I was going for - thanks again, Demetrios!

CayCay Godwin April 29, 2016 at 9:29 AM If writing lives in a person, he or she will experience many minute writes in their time - not always at convenient times, ha! What impresses me is the poem itself. Raw and deep it has a bang, bang that will strike the truth in many people. A 7 ... CayCay Michael Whatley May 3, 2016 at 8:16 AM Thank you for your kind words, CayCay.