Playing with words.
Seeing what new experiences can be lived.
Does it work, does it not?
The question of poetry is not does it rhyme.
But did I learn anything new.
What was it I was trying to capture?
Exploring a world where I can open a window that doesn't exist.
A mental injection.
Pale or vivid complexion.
A easy swallowed dissection.
Being death and performing a resurrection.
Being egotistical, being vain.
Change names.
Anything I want.
A simple idea, that continues this drive.
A way to survive.
Though the chaotic storms.
What you see, is but one of multiple personalities.
Poetry is an art of depicting n interpreting life with open or hidden msg...it's not only rhyming and versing...but a lesson of life! ! !
Exploring a world with chaotic storms...How true. Excellent my friend.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You have described everything that poetry is and should be. Great poem.