Acts of Life
Turn, turn, twist and turn; make my head go dizzy
Dump, dump, ditch and dump; make my emotions go useless
Flog, flog, flay and flog; make my soul go bruised
Burn, burn, blast and burn; make my privacy go unwanted
Trip, trip, tumble and trip; make my senses go berserk
Skip, skip, slip and skip; make my heart go vacant
Hit, hit, hurt and hit; make my conscious go dead
Romp, romp, ransack and romp; make my life go bland
Read, read, realize and read; make my words go beyond
Dream, dream, desire and dream; make my wishes go real
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This is a nice write and almost flawless too. Here are some thoughts about the topic of the poem:
Act I: We are born
Act II: We are nurtured
Act III: We struggle
Act IV: The man is dead; Long live some other...
This poem is about the act where we struggle and fight. It's a battle fiels are we are mere pawns.
I think you missed the following: (happens to EVERYONE during the first draft)
Hit, hit, hurt and hit; make my conscious go dead --- conscience
Do keep writing my friend.
Respectfully,
Amartya