LOVE can be
outdated, we see
how it fades every
morning when
we rush to leave
and forget
the kiss, when we
seldom talk at
night when we
think that we may
see each other again
inside our
dreams when we realize
that what those
poets of love talking
about eternity
has degraded themselves
as liars
like us
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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