When the mind is in wonder of chaos
The creation becomes pure insanity
Acquiring the gift of beauty in throes
In a decent dark artistic integrity
Straying into the darkest obsession
To create is to wander in mind deep and far
The fill become immoral in perfection
That mark the concoction of pretty scar
Reshaping and raping for poetic justice
A dark, violent and sometimes gory imagery
Bringing forth a brimming mysterious madness
In direful detail in all its glory
This poem, like many of this poet's, is dark and deep. Belga's flirtation with the occult and the mystical side is both interesting and challenging.
An insightful rendition of words nicely embellished with poetic rhyme and rhythm.
Genesis of creation, in general and that of a poem in particular., marvelously unfolded. Hearty congrats on poem of the day.
Straying into the darkest obsession To create is to wander in mind deep and far The fill become immoral in perfection. very fine poem indeed dear poet Andrew. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A well composed poem of the day. Simply amazing. Congrats on your featured piece...10+++
thank you sir Bernard I really appreciate the comment and sorry for the late late reply