The Parody Of The Cold Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

The Parody Of Cold

on cold morning's today,
invariably many thoughts ,
comeslike flashing headline news on the iPads,

clear realization confronts haze with
insightfulmessage,
and memory display
joy and heart full obligations,

a part of me was the loneliest man
the wanted outcasts in the society of the few.

rich materially and emotionally malnourished,
equate being cold, insensitive and abnormal,

goes to say that this is pessimistic,
just weathered these sad feelings with cinemas and work,

read books, wild authors, wide variations of conspiracies, terror, love and networks,

and you are ensnare in the narrowing escapades,
to forget temporarily your low esteem.

but then reality gets blurred and you aremore solitary,
more antisocial,

apart of me has always felt you have married me for convenience,
never have a wife or a child,

apart of me is merged with the death of a lone wolf,
sad anthem of the final farewell,

apartis
in harmony with incomplete,
like father, husbands and lover in this realisticworld.