I am a poet - part three
And I embrace the realm of modern poetry,
Wild and free, its spirit flowing through me.
In a world of ever-changing forms and styles,
I navigate currents with versatile wiles.
No longer bound by rigid rhymes and beats,
I explore uncharted realms, a daring feat.
Free-flowing, experimental, unconventional art,
Breaking boundaries, igniting a vibrant spark.
I paint with words upon a canvas of thoughts,
Fragmented expressions, in abstract knots.
Rhythm pulses and beats echoing my soul,
Syncopated verses and harmonies unfold.
Inspiration thrives amidst the urban sprawl,
Concrete jungles where dreams rise and fall.
A symphony of voices, the city's vibrant pulse,
A cacophony of chaos, where meanings convulse.
Delving into the depths of human strife,
Unveiling truths that challenge our life.
The complexities of existence, raw and real,
Revealing scars, wounds that will never heal.
Amidst the noise and dissonance of days,
I seek solace in silence, tranquil arrays.
Carving moments of stillness, serene and profound,
Whispers of truth in simplicity abound.
For in this modern era, poetry evolves,
Adapting, reinventing as the world revolves.
I, as a poet, embrace the winds of change,
Innovate, create, never be estranged.
So let the old meet the new in fusion complete,
Wandering realms, my words poised to greet.
In the vast expanse of poetic expression,
I find my voice, my essence... My confession.
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