A turning point in time
Affects my inner rhyme
I'm scribbling a present to my mind
To relieve it of it's pain
Like a shunt from abstract brain
A necessary medicine it is.
I hope you'll understand
I'm feeling over-manned
So stories of my selves must come to light.
Splitting straight from my head
To the page they are wed
KamiKase thoughts explode into a verse.
Shooting out from the dark
Leaving my unique mark
In a world where I am nothing but a pawn
They build there silently
And become my enemy
Until they decide it's time to come alive
Ignoring timetable
Of life that is stable
Creating outer versions of madness.
Artistic license
Is my recompense
For discord and detatchment from the world.
Lovely literary earth
Is my right from birth
A genetic defect I cannot fix
But I wouldn't want to
To thine own self be true
Find connection in the moments that you're YOU.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A delightful and well written poem, Clare. Thank you