lady, what must you do
during summer
when the sea is blue
when the waves are
cool?
when the flowers
are blooming
when the rain is
nil
lady, what must you
do when the wind is
sweet?
when the grass is not
as green as the
meadows
lady, don't waste the hours
fall in love
if you must, then
grab, if you will,
be the
crab.
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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