Thursday, January 11, 2007

Dissent

Speak of the storm, so resilient,
That made your spirit cower.
Speak of the intimidation
That shook the foundation
Of your callow reason.
Speak of the ideals
Of your generation,
Misconstrued and mired
In dulcet malapropism.
For I fear, we share
No other grieviance
Of which we can speak
With Civility!

ps:
  • I don't know how I come up with such things.

  • All blank verse is protected by the tutelage of poetic license.
  • 4 comments:

    Anonymous said...

    An interesting blog you have posted.

    Anonymous said...

    I don't know how you come up with this stuff either

    La Diva! said...

    i don't know why you're so scared of mentioning your name.

    Debaditya M said...

    keep posting!!!loved ur blog!!
    tc