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  • April 20, 2021 at 5:06 pm #17679
    Sepideh
    Participant

    I feel like a God, In a realm of love.
    A madness, breaking out of the machinery epoch.
    A virus, scattering in a binary program.
    A Chaos, demolishing mechanical geometry.
    Madness is my adjective.
    Darkness is my Christ.
    I walk in this programmed destiny and I hear the metallic sound of falling screws.
    I watch this machine breaking down as I walk.
    I feel like a God in a realm of love.

    I am a breaker of patterns.
    Duster of minds.
    Madness is my adjective.
    Darkness is my Christ.
    My black footprints are bleeding and roses are so red,
    this Blood, on my lips, is an indication of hell.
    You called me a demon, in your imaginary light,
    In the realm of love, I feel like a God.

    April 20, 2021 at 7:50 pm #18266
    Susan Katz
    Keymaster

    Thank you so much for submitting your very powerful poem for consideration as Featured Poem of the Week.  I am impressed by your rhythms and imagery – consistent throughout your poem.  Thank you so much for sharing it with me, Susan

    April 22, 2021 at 1:23 am #18277
    Sepideh
    Participant

    Thank you Susan for your feed back.
    It's a pleasure to be part of your poetic family.
    Thank you for creating a chance for us to share.
    Blessings

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