Analysis of Violent Looks

I left myself on the street's rhythmic beat,
a coloured graffito's initial pause,
with a flourish of bright independence
an artistic deliverance contained
expression's informative creation.
Aggressively unconventional scenes
considered the highs and lows of delight
as youth spiked musical anarchy's curve,
the modern world's inspirational flux
collided with violent looks of culture,
society's mannerisms stuttered
alarm rang the bells of pointless freedom.
And here are the present's bitter moments,
stuck in the rut of progression's eclipse.