the sad bird who went voluntarily inside the cage and sang a song
i have seen a birdwhich went inside a cage
and sings a very sad
song in there
for his dear beloved
it once died there
on a love unrequited.
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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