anti-poem

A single wise word outweighs the longest speech

Irony walks hand-in-hand alongside sincerity,
Both clothed in the garments of an anti-poem.

I say, no words should be hostage to calculation.
Anatomy of meaning undulates like a river on its bed,

Not bound by lines or angles, not tamed into symbols and symmetry.
What is there between You and I?

Think about it; don’t just nod your head at preordained cues -
Stand tall against conditioned responses.

Feel how logic drowns amidst emotional waves
And reason falters under intuitive rays - this fluidity!