a circle brings
misery
when all of them
are there
and you find yourself
outside it
misery
when all of them
are there
and you find yourself
outside it
you are ready
somehow.
make your
own.
somehow.
make your
own.
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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