Saturday, 19 November 2016

Realism as I learnt it.



19th November, 2016.

How realism works?
The representation of life that portrays the accuracy of life,
The minute by minute reality, void of romanticism, of fallacies.
So why not a realist poem? Accurate as it goes,
explaining my true nature, the emotions I feel right now,
at the moment as you cross my mind.

Not much, emotions are hard to come by, so let it rest,
for some other day, I guess.
As you cross the depth of my cranial abyss,
Nothing do I feel in particular,
Just as you cross, so does your memories, of a gone summer and a winter.
And I imitate you suddenly, unconsciously,
A lopsided smile comes and goes.
That’s how realism works for me.

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