Poem (A leaf)

[aun.ali]

A leaf

Home.
A good home.
In the air.
Fresh. Refreshing. Soothing.
I adore it.
But. Mais!
I want to go there.
La bas! La bas! La bas!
A no man's land.
This. That. There.
Anywhere. But not here.
Ay! There's a rub!
This world's a prison!
Treachorous winds.
Dont make me swing.
Fall. I'll fall.
Villainous season.
Red. Blue. Grey. Yellow.
No green.
Colorful to eyes.
Painful to me.
Color. Pain. Conglomerate.
Become one.
I'm fallin'.
London bridge is falling down.
Falling down. Falling down.
Bench.
Apparently good.
Crushed.
Regardez!
Je ne suis pas d'ici!
Fickleminded. Blind humans.
You cant see? Or you dont want to see?
Please. Look.
Winds! Blow me away.
Why so still?
Pourquoi moi?
Dieu! M'aider!
Choissisez quelqu'un d'autre!
Pourquoi moi?
Trampled.
Land.
Dropped. On. The. Ground.
With sticks all around.
Il n'est pas bien.
If only I had legs.
If only I had power.
O! humans use it properly!
A heart.
I dont have it.
Vous avez un coeur.
Et vous avez tort.
Stepped on.

I hate love
He said. I'm happy.
Villain. Look at me.
Heavy feet.
Crushing. Torturing.
I am one.
There are thousands.

To be or not to be; that is the question.
Women are bad.
Frailty thy name is woman.
Men are actors.
Acting. Teasing.
Lust.
Look! La bas!
Kisses. Hugs.
Love. Amour.
They are together.
Six months.
Switch.
Together. Eight months.
Switch.
Together. Four months.
Together.
Does this word exist?
Help.
Pouvez vous m'aider, sil vous plait?

Beautiful world.
Bare shoulders.
Pleasure.
Smile. Lips.
Pleasure.
Skirts. Legs.
Pleasure.
Big, black eyes.
Pleasure.
Orb.
Pleasure.
Back.
Pleasure.
Men gaze.
Restless. Resplendant with pleasure.
Ah! Pleasure.
For two minutes. Hardly.
Pleasure obsessed robots.
Egg filled headpiece.
Intercourse.
No progeny. No procreation.
Motto.
Pleasure. Seek pleasure.
Hollow within.
Appealing without.
Pleasure.

All things gaze themselves and doubt,
If they be in it, or without.
Sordid. Morbid images.
Composition of this world.
Woman. A pivot.
World orbitting around this pivot.
Reverberation of voices.
Headpiece filled with straw.
Speak. Parlez.
Vous parlez quelque chose.
Unsettled.
No one is anything.
I am ungrateful?
You call ME ungrateful?
My life has been stolen from me.
Mechanized world.
This world's a dungeon.
Trapped.
A web.
Morning to night.
Night to morning.
Cigarette-butts on the streets.
Smoke-stuffed people trodding down.
At four and five and six o'clock.
Stuck in a cycle.
A robotic cycle.
Pathetic. Unreal.
We.
Agenbite of inwit. Inwit's agenbite.
Misery! Misery!

Have seen enough.
Crushed. Trampled. Stepped on.
Rubbish.
I became a rubbish.
In a rush.
Such a rush.
Such a fuss.
For a dollar!
A rubble can buy.
A dollar can buy.
A pound can buy.
Then God! Goodbye!
Adieu! Au revoir!
Wind....
Led me to a river.
I passed the bank.
Better to be crushed by water.
Than by any walker.

[Charles Darnay]

I really liked this: a very nice homage to the melancholy prince.

At points it feels a bit loaded, and you could probably cut it down a bit, but I can't pinpoint exactly where.

I think you could play with the layout a bit. Divide the poem into more sections to separate the thoughts, or have some of the lines that are more an afterthought on the right side of "page" not the left.

Look forward to seeing more of your work.

[aun.ali]

Thanks for the advice, I am working on more poems and I will keep in mind the facts you've told. :)