Words are wild and free,
As all things natural ought to be.
Why do you insist on caging a being
That doesn't really fit in any frame?
Try to mould it all you want.
Artificial templates and dry rules
Cannot shackle its true essence.
Keep your intellectual patterns
And your regurgitated limits
Away from my presence.
My words would rather be dead
than tamed.
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Shortys2024 Challenge
PoetryA collection of poems for the Shortys Challenge 2024. Starting September 1st , I'll be posting a short poem a day and submitting it to the challenge. Join me in this personal quest, and let's find out if I can complete the goal of writing 30 poems i...
