A Fondness For Pessimism.

Splendiferous curls, negative hurls.

Colourful whirls and bountiful twists,
too many thoughts blinded with mist.

Animated turns and splendiferous curls,
back-strained and broken negative hurls.

Disheveled flurries and woebegone hurries.

When fine sounding optimistism fails to excite more than worries.

Author's Note

Essentially, fisticuffs between optimistism and pessimism. The layout of the poem was experimental, if not random. I wasn't sure of a genre, suggestions muchly appreciated, and feel free to the fisticuff the poem itself; all the way down town if necessary. ;)

Reviews

[Dr. Wood ?]

this is much better but the last line is far too long..even if you left out 'fine sounding' it would scan better...try not to over elaborate

[Ceri]

I'd break the last line into a second after "fails". Other than that, you paint a vivid, swirling picture of "fisticuffs between optimistism and pessimism".
Edit: perhaps after "to" instead..