Rhythm of my mind
Poetry.
Rhythm woven from strings of metaphor
displaying everyday occurences
as vibrantly as a marquee.
Words painting pastels with splashes of
deep heavy reds and
bright sunshiny yellows.
These words are just broken fragments until
pieced into stories
of pain, despair, joy, triumph.
I struggle to find some way I can change the world
something which will inspire.
And yet I find my inspiration in the poem itself.
For it is through the pen strokes, scratch lines and
crumpled scraps of paper that the
true rhythm of my mind is revealed.
This poem is about:
Me
Our world
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