Uncomposed

The same shit
over again
What are you trying to say?
Like black residue in stale decay
at the bottom of a grimy ashtray

No beginning
to thought
No context to end
no composure to a rant

Elusive subjects
unstructured images
lucid clouds
of words to plant

And the seeds don’t take
to soil,
spoiled are these pages
scribbled

Hear a few lines
from one of such
Lest the torture
of the poet may fizzle

Unseen by the reader.

“The same shit
over again
What am I trying to say?”

By: Viraj Belgaonkar

Pen it... or aaa type it. u know what i mean.

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