GOT ONE
consistent principle in my love life
i only love
those who love me in return
for love must
be a mutuality
this way
pain is seldom
and i am
happier than sad
lurking
waiting for an unrequited love
bitter herb
that does not heal
but keeps you in pain
forever.
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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