must we demand much?
i do not ask the river from you
a moisture will do
how can i be so unreasonable
to demand the mountain?
when all i need
is a soil on my palm
must i too give you some hints
on a grain of sand?
upon a single tear that
falls on your hair?
in the same manner
you do not need the whole of me
perhaps
a tip of my hair
will do
why not?
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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