This poem is about the things that can’t be spoken in the English language. Things about love, nature, and fate, but the poem in its twisted language and grammar, contains attempts to do so.

And yet again another bad poem which also happens to be super boring for me at least. 

The plot itself is about English language which really is a bad idea to have a poem about. I rather want to read a non fiction book about this topic than a poem which really doesn’t have a meaning behind it.

The writing style here was also super bad here and it felt really out of touch for whatever reason.

I give this poem 1 / 5