we look down the road
and remember
all those things that used to tickle
we giggle and soon we wake up
the smiles do not serve any purpose anymore
the stares and silence now control us
we are numb
These are poetic experiments. Man's quest for the poetic element never ceases. He is always caught in the eye of awe. He does not make the rules now. The rules change depending on the emotion that time and space feed him. He must see everything with his wide eyes gaping. The beginning of poetry too, like philosophy is wonder. Look and see. Do not stop wondering You are the poet. And everything is poetry. Wonder. Wander.
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