To my white eyed trampoline

To my white eyed trampoline short poem

White,
you diluted my red
into skin
that doesn’t fit
squirms.

Trampoline,
reflected projectile
in your eye.
I, from you

Stop background-ing
walk in, devour me
I will fight you
survive
emerge to co-exist.

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@Pooja_Ugrani, you are clearly an unconventional writer and your poems are very intriguing to say the least. however, for the benefit of the readers maybe you could consider adding a small writer’s note to explain the context of your verse, this will help them relate and appreciate it better..Just a suggestion. Do keep writing!

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