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To live a life in rebellious peace.

In rebellious peace a life to be led.

Lead a life in rebellious peace.

Rebellious peace in life.



A life (must be) led in rebellious peace.

Of rebellious peace.

A peace rebellious.

Rebellious a life led in peace.



Peace of rebellious life.

Rebellious a peace.

In life a peace, rebellious.

Peace rebellious as life.



To live! that peace, rebellious.

Rebellious a life in peace.

In life led, rebellious a peace.

Life rebellious peace acts.
An obsession Session turned into a poem. I found a contest asking to write a story in as little words as one can. Basically a line tells the whole story... But how is it told? What's its form and which form matters more? What's the preferred form and why? What's the difference? Does it make any? And if it does... how does that affect the entire story?How does the line influence the whole picture, the content and the frame...?

If you have some other forms of the same 'story' expressed above, please, do leave a note. I would be happy to discover how tall I can get this poem with the "same Old, same Old... A bit, just a little bit different, routine.

Thank you in advance.
There are those who are rebellious, just because they want to be.  They will defy every word you said, and resist the things you see.
There are those who are rebellious, going about doing their own thing.  They are the ones who prepares for a confrontation, gathering in a large ring.
There are those who are rebellious, they love to run their mouth and talk back.  They have one objective in mind, and it's to cause you to crack.
There are those who are rebellious, staying out late at night.  Once they return back home again, all they want to do is fight.
There are those who are rebellious, who neglect to apologize.  They enjoy hurting you, bringing tears to your eyes.
With a rebellious person, just put him into the hands of God.  He is such a mighty man of muscles, he'll make the rebellious person sob.
By, Sandra Juanita Nailing
Stevie Ray  Aug 2014
Rebellious
Stevie Ray Aug 2014
A feeling of acceptance.  
Within these  four white walls.
Within this house.
Within this open air prison.
Rebellious.
Bound by night and day.
A slave of time.
Destined to follow the rules of nature.
Following the rules of space.
Rules that you can't break.
I abide against my will.
Rebellious.
Within the parameters of this atmosphere.
Within this solar system.
Within space and the infinite possibilities of what lies beyond.
Within infinity itself.
Am I, unimaginably small and
insignificant on a cosmic scale.
Yet within these white walls
I am rebellious.