Youth finds a will. It’s not
linked to what they presume
They will fake, posit, lie
Never admitting they knew nothing
In listening, the youth finds a truth
Synonyms, of the search inside
Ideals of our future which
suffers due to their past
Ablution from their conditioning
Straying, we search from zero
Infinity is daunting
Yet we are defiant
If we create a language,
go on to find a
thought or another word
to lost. We’ll be fine
Up above they try to stop
A revolution of their dying
They forget their own doing
Or the power of our suffering
NaPoWriMo’s Day 5 prompt is the most interesting one yet. We have to find a poem and then write our own poem in its shadow. The first letter of each sentence and the overall structure should be the same. I couldn’t let up the opportunity to write a poem under Fernando Pessoa’s shadow so I chose, ‘Your Eyes Go Sad’ and attempted to match its utter brilliancy in simplicity.
Hi. I hope you don’t mind me using your comment space but you “liked” my post this morning and I’ve just noticed the link was broken so…no song! I’ve now repaired it and hope you’ll take a moment to visit again. But, thanks for the “like” anyway.
http://letterstopogue.com/2021/04/06/songs-to-poguewhat-im-listening-to-now%e2%9d%a4%ef%b8%8f/
“Matching its utter brilliance in simplicity “ – quite an aspiration! But I think you did an admirable job, Rahul!
Thank you. Means a lot!