Divine Friday Idiong Poet Blank verse

Scattered Lines

Form, used to be it;
Structure was 
What made it complete.

So all rhymes
And metrical measurements
Were employed in the marking
Of my lines;

And the intertwining 
Of the cords formed 
By my measured lines.

And the weaving of the cords
To get the strength
I thought was required
To draw the attention
Of the world.

But then the emptiness
That results from the
Firmness and strictness

As against the
Fluidity and harmony
And spirit of
Flowing thoughts-turned-word
On my paper
And on the ear of the listener

As against the colourful imageries
of beauty that poesy is.

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