The Style Of The Time - Poem by Kelvin TakyiBobi
Allow me, let me explain first,
The case in my court, the terms.
When you dwell with us
In the universe of words and verse,
The art called poetry,
There are different styles and beauty:
Classicism and Romanticism.
Classicism is no admirer of feelings
His eye brows are in contemplation steep
He sees the outside only
Through his mind.
Romanticism pampers, kindles emotion
Her lips forms n in sad and u in excitation
She views the world through the coloration
Of her heart.
I am done! With the terms.
The main meal I would serve
And it is said:
21st Century is black-holing classicism,
The one who appeared first,
And and and crowning Romanticism.
Love poems here
Love poems there
The many writes, prints and search.
I do not condemn.
The truth is I am more classic,
In my fingers than Romantic.
There is competition here and there
But I am afraid to submit my works.
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