Fear.
The fear presses like the slap..
You sink into the ground to your neck..
I hear the voice "Yes..!"
Is it the access..?
As if I rose from the ashes..
Phoenix..!!
Ra.. You - ra..!!
Sit down and squeeze your hands tighter..
"You are right.."
You took it for me know..! I know..
You took it in time..
The very specific & dynamic plan is mine..
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Yurii Tkachenko
Yurii Tkachenko publish his poems at The Academy of the heart and mind site.
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PersonalThemeAbstract
Blends personal emotional struggle with abstract philosophical acceptance and transformation.
SparseMeasureDense
Dense layering of fragmented ideas: fear, sinking, voice, rebirth, affirmation within compact lines.
DarkSentimentBright
Begins negatively (fear, sinking) but resolves toward empowerment and validation.
StillEnergyExplosive
Exclamation marks, fragmented syntax, mythic invocations create urgent, propulsive intensity.
MicroLengthEpic
12 lines; within 7-15 range.
PlainFigurativeOrnamented
Rich metaphors (sinking, ashes, phoenix), mythic allusions (Ra), compressed symbolic language.
LyricVoiceDramatic
Shifts between lyric introspection and address to 'You'; ambiguous speaker-listener dynamic.
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