POETICAL OUTTAKES
With discomposed demeanour
Relieved her inexpressibly.
Words unsaid by strangers
Reflections of chance resemblance
He considered himself elite
And deep within her reticule
A cold ascetic face
Fortified by principle
Spires of stately fanes stand proud
from the depths of discomposition
with thoughts like peeling acer bark
With hastening tread
Every day a raging storm
But soon the calm must come
In airless rooms with windows shut
like melting crowns that fall on fire
in cold green swell the water ran
with water weary chilled blue eyes
in self consuming vanity
Where idols shared a temple tall
The lonely path weaves down
A puff white mane
The world is still the world
Unfortified by principle
A man denied of books