Being Imperfection

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Being Imperfection

Living, breathing in this world of contamination
Seeking, finding, immigration
Always dreaming, being, another dimension
In this world of stress and tension.

This world broken; the rule of human flaw
Nature, poverty, Einstein’s Law
Gripping tightly, slow release
This world survives on short time lease.




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I love the last line. It's so ironic! :D

With that said, you may want to make it more ironic by being more specific. Instead of saying "world of contamination" consider writing about what is contaminated, just to make it more interesting, in a literary way. And don't worry about rhyming! Many of the greatest poems don't rhyme, so you shouldn't try to turn everything to a rhyme. Quality over rhyming, no? ;)
Ubi caritas est vera, Deus ibi est.

"The mark of your ignorance is the depth of your belief in injustice and tragedy. What the caterpillar calls the end of the world, the Master calls the butterfly." ~ Richard Bach

Moth and Myth <- My comic! :D




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I loved it.

I wouldn't change it whatsoever, the lack of specification makes it all the more intriguing to interpret. This is something I can genuinely say I liked on this forum. Thank you for sharing.




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Brilliant. The variation of the things you say help to build a picture that can be interpreted in so many different ways. I like the rhyming too, the whole poem has a nice flow to it. The last line also rounds it off perfectly. Kudos.




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I really liked it, but maybe you should add another verse?




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Excellent stuff, I'm pretty impressed with the intelligence of it, there are no 'waster' lines, it's all one big description and I love it

Nice job, the 'immigration' sounded forced but it's still pretty amazing
All the things of love you know
Are felt most when you let go



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