Today’s exercise is the most daring and intricate out of all the “daily prompts” that I’ve written so far. For all it’s worth I cannot write a poem. No way, not a chance. I can interpret one but to write the stanzas…that is an entirely different and very challenging endeavor. Well let’s give it a go, shall we?
Inside there is a war going on,
the forces are battling and clashing,
the turmoil of thoughts chasing one another,
the ever chanching moods and atmosphere,
the bullet quick tears and rapid laughter,
the speedy nausea and quick paced joy.
All this mixed up in a bowl of life,
with a dash of atoms, pale skin and frail bones gave shape.
A thread that runs through the corridors of universe,
just trying to unravel the mysteries and gain the ultimate fulfillment.