in your world i descended
like a star i fall down
crush to the
ground and
take all the
pain,
you laugh
about this star that wants
to feel the
stone
too much humiliation
yet
time comes to redeem
what godly material was there
to make the
brightest sun
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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