Combustible and humble?
explosive and indestructive?
powerful in harm
yet no damage visible, just calm.
His inside, the distance between
his heart and brain, soul and self
somewhere, lies the ruins and debris of calamity
Triggers faster than a spark plug
yet out of rhythm in totalty
pin point definition of random unison
unison and calm, tempered in the heat of control!
both reside within in the bounds of role
and without on the hunch of rhythm
The battle against picture, words and sounds
against senses that make the being interacting within
with potential above a nuclear reaction
and an experiment benevolently disobedient
This captainis perfectly ignorant
for the laws arent even written yet
One moment, chaos, next silence
first second, peace; second, violence
Each phrase breeds tensio
and its all within, a false contrast without
There's the urge to eradicate exitences
hidden behind the smile of doubt
Like a flammable gas in a tube
but there isnt a tag of flammability
so he contains it, ruffled and shuffled, bumped and exposed
even reacting and exploding yet his demeanor laughs in terror.
Its the exact antonym of the tears of joy.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem