Amita flouts rules of grammar perhaps in the name of poetic justice. An exclusive for Different Truths.
I skip the comma, Hop out of brackets, Refuse to full stop In this pandemic Period That has no semicolon no hyphenation no colon but just An exclamation And a question The prior of disdain The latter of Life’s end I rebel n use n for and i dont use apostrophe i refuse to capitalise and rage i exhibit when i use ALLCAPS i m locked in but i escape as i write punctuations-free yes, i do not flout lockdown rules but i refuse all punctuation use Only one i use now its my fav wch is ellipsis 3 dots at end as my thoughts spill Its called ellipsis Our future too is ellipsis now between que sera sera and three dots it fits My present s-p-a-c-e of rebel then IS scripting poems Sans punctuates My Rebel within Satiates Irritates readers perhaps for writing miShapS But then y they claim 2 be accommodating and tolerant if my poem harmless they disapprove of But i m me I am free Or may i say i seek A new world order, a world without conflicts at each border Inclusion gapless borderless means now we place wordstogetherandwritenonstopnospaceandcometogethertoloveandnurture...
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