Modern Literature

I’m rarest of the rare
More like a solar super flare
Leave it you can’t comprehend
I’m blessed with something godsend
With the talent of making words rhyme,
Capable of teleporting readers every goddamn time,
To places in their memory or their fantasy,
Sometimes they cry, sometimes there’s ecstasy.

You will say
there are others too,
Who got the same old cliche
To offer to you.

Authenticity has gone scanty,
Copy of a copy of a copy is becoming trendy.
As a millennial and as a poet,
Can’t stand people calling posers so lit.

Your falling attention span,
Is depriving you,
From what real connection can,
But even several flings can’t do.

World is conceiving wrong notion of poetry,
And even we’re guilty,
For ignoring them just as different,
Labelling fart as a scent.

All they want is your attention to fuel their number,
Turning a single sentence to poetry by pressing enter.
Whereas we cater verses with subliminal thought in it.
Same words give deeper meaning every time you revisit.

– Mahesh Mali

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Artwork by – Joey Guidone

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