i never live for you
and i will never will
i make no promises
and never will
i got my one life to live
and i live it well
for myself alone and
never for the other
you change a lot like
i do and so there is no
common place
for us to go.
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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