Slum-Lines - Poem by Xelam Kan
Perfectly fused ideas and conceits
Of minds fabulous in lines sweet.But
Feet, meters and syllables
Often treat very strangely.
Blank verse cedes the heroic couplet
As Gray`s elegies are voiced as Shakespeare'sonnet.
Ah! All these 'Greek'to my humble wit
As an Abstract art explains with Romantic kit.
Tho` adorn with some vivid colors and images
Still hard to catch the poet's mind and messages.
Often treated we wrongly in our narration,
A pathetic fallacy and personification
that leads to widespread condemnation.
enjambment kills poetic rhymes.
Whatever the case might be
Poesy is not a cup of tea.
And truly I too don't know why
Things queerly happen `neath the sky,
All these varieties of science and arts
Cause poignant anxiety to minds and hearts.
Poet's Notes about The Poem
it's not a disgusting, odious nor any sort of humiliation,
As nobody is perfect, we all here to learn from our mistakes......
P.s. confused about the word slum-lines.....
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