at the heart breaking ceremony
i have seen to it that i must be absent
it will be a great shame
& folly
for me not to shed any tear at all
that the mask of respect
for all those with broken hearts
in this universe
must always
be
at all times
worn.
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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