your name is
analogous to
a tongue
in cheek, your favorite
figurative
language
for human relations
i do not have
an iota of
doubt over my past
stupidities
this kind that believes
right away
what every mouth
has to say
i guess i have
not yet learned the language
of the press
underneath the water
is a bed
of air
everything in this
planet of yours
float
nothing settles down
for the
truth
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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