Clipped
wings
dashed
hopes
fallen
dreams
bottled
up in gloom
trapped
forever in vanished thoughts
drowned
in dark tunnel nothing can ever pull her back.
Fibonacci
poetry form : A poem having fibonacci
sequence for syllable count per line. That is.
0+1=1
1+1=2
1+2=3
2+3=5
3+5=8
5+8=13
8+13=21
13+21=34
and
so on and so forth…
11 comments:
Sad but well done.
Very poignant.
Quite a challenging form... nicely done. I must try it sometime!
I love this form. It suits the quiet desperation mood of the poem.
Oh quite an intriguing & difficult form :D you have carried it so beautifully!
Well penned :D
Lots of love,
Sanaa
Darkly appealing. It stirs my empathy.
Very sad- feels like an inevitability, great job, Mosk
i echo colleen's sentiments
nicely written
Big fan of the fib!
Wonderful form Vandana! It's mathematically inclined and there are a few examples in life of its occurrence!
Hank
"bottled up in gloom" That line alone speaks worlds to me. I have had too much gloom lately. Great poem!
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