Life has given
me reasons
to finally appreciate
Death who has always
been too patient
to be disregarded
on those
sleepy nights
There comes a day when
Death comes to me and
I shall give it
My smile.
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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