Community Poetry

You Were

You circled me.

I spun and spun.

You caught me.

I played the game,

While you named the rules.

Nimble and daft with rhetoric mesmerizing the awed populace
With ecclesiastical jargons full of white noise coupled with a plethora

Stoicism bashed harbours gash anew like a gorge in summer;
Each rivulet deferred dream rising from the abyss full of lithe,

Like dashing waves disgorging the shore retreating whimsical
I ponder in sobriety the futility of my multifarious overtures,

Chud! Chud! Chud!
Up and down
Shallow ground
Seething smell of gasoline
I bear

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