Who are you?
God
Passion
Forbearance
Whom strides with glory
Mended each fragment of me
Never a button undone
That’s an understatement
That time,
Your good light
Returned with silence by society
Society hasn’t met you have they
No wonder they don’t have manners
Who weaved the universe?
The reason to live
The meaning of life
Such cliches
It’d take 10 generations
Perpetual writing
To fully classify you entirely,
That’s an understatement
This time,
Let me be the one to mend your broken fragments,
Let me be the one to thank you unlike society,
Let me be the one to write perpetually for you,
My Aiden
What if the orbiting earth were to unexpectedly run into a brick wall
speeding through the galaxy one night in the middle of Fall?
Can you imagine the sounds of death, destruction, and annihilation
as Christchurch, New Zealand, crashes into the Atlanta Metro bus station?
I don’t think that that would be any fun at all!
Branch out like leaves do
Picked a clover instead of
Looking for Unique
it's autumn time now..
missed the forest for the trees
send me ease breeze please
UNDERSTATEMENT
language
confirms
the
familiar
even a weakness
angst
melodrama
wonder
the
significant
reciprocated
precisely
a
modern echo
momentarily
a
slight
foretaste
vibrant
elegant
twirling
surreally
&colourfully
rendered
an avatar
of
estrangement
in an
unmistakable
panoply
of
glowing
visages
eyeballing
sallow
isolation &
unsettling
existence
animated
swirling
fathoms
of
fantasy
irradiated
with
innocence
exuding
the
will-o’-the-wisp
influence
expressly
apparent
NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
Just once, could you
Understand my
Side of
Things?
Over and over again and we
Never
Even get to the point that I'm
Mostly right!
Open your eyes to
Reality!
Even a child can see
That it's your fault and you're the
Only one to
Blame!
Let go
And just deal with your
Mistakes.
Even though I don't know how that feels, I'm always here for you.
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