Free verse is an addiction
A fully encapsulating feeling
Of emotional disarray
Being confined to set ways.
Why do I feel the
Urge to write?
In uneven lines,
In unrhyming ways?
It's pure, it's harsh,
It's memories incarnate.
Spontaneous streams,
Creeks of consciousness.
Sep 22, 2019
Sep 22, 2019 at 1:41 PM UTC
Free verse is an addiction
A fully encapsulating feeling
Of emotional disarray
Being confined to set ways.
Why do I feel the
Urge to write?
In uneven lines,
In unrhyming ways?
It's pure, it's harsh,
It's memories incarnate.
Spontaneous streams,
Creeks of consciousness.
A gift given to me, the remembrance of free verse
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