Floor full of shattered mind
In an afternoon of untimely shower
Mind falls out of the benumbed fingers.
A winter of crazy white on the screen.
underneath is an open road to jump,
An open letter to do away with
Life.
Unsilent moving picture of deep fatality
Flowers amid cold drops of water.
Far, so far you have gone, my wit
Far from my floor full of shattered mind.
I could have died out to prove fatigue
I could love you instead,
But, I chose to sit in a heap
On a floor full of shattered mind.
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Comments: 8
*I could die out to.... or * I could have died out to...
Choose a tense and try to stick with it. Also, is it on purpose that you leave connecting words out that could make your poetry easier to understand?
I love your thoughts...I love the way you try to say things in such a different and fresh way. Good poem.
A few comments regarding your English. In line 4 do you mean to say "below," as in the opposite of above? Bellow is a loud, bull-like noise. I also think you may want to rethink the word "boredom." For me it seems to portray a lack of emotion, an indifference, whereas I think you are not wanting to say that.
If my comments are off the mark, ignore them. :-)
I really enjoyed reading this, Poddar - thank you for the connection.
On a floor full of shattered mind.
been there before as you know. know the feeling.