nothing is planned
words to say just come with ease
there is no purpose
everything becomes light
and even if something true
and hurting is spoken
no bad feelings come
since trust prevails
that trust that the friend
intends nothing but the good
the better things ahead
for both of them
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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