#14 - Times Forlorn

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[ Third poem for ec_poetry camp #Day3 ]
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This isn't the place!
You're never going to stay
You're never going to win anything,
Everything lies just in an isolated state.

And hence the world won't lie at your footsteps
Those steps of success you'll never create.
There's nothing you can do I presume
As you're worthless, intolerant and full of darkness.

But you aren't allowed to speak,
Though you may shout your heart out
And you'll never win anything, I know that
Because amidst of all lies the unbelievable streak...
The meeky things that were never before revealed.

Your past has been obscene and obscure
Hence, you can demand for nothing more.
You'll have to stay and rust in these times forlorn
This isn't going to get better, I'm sure.

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This is my first attempt at writing a reverse poem. After reading it once, read it backwards too. :)

Criticism is always welcomed, and sorry for not following any conventional rhyming scheme.

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