i
for me to see you
you do not have to open your eyes
ii
seeing you could be a car in a
one-way traffic
relating to you could be that
numb, bland,
you look at the other direction
when you open
what you have just closed
iii
but i beg of you
on a covenant of mutuality
so we can love some more
and let this flame light the darkness
i beg of you
we must close our eyes together now
to see
what is more beautiful
within
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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