i can be
whatever you want me to be
i can be a whisper
to your ear
on storms
i can be the lighthouse
of your lost ship
when something sinks
give me the sign
i can grieve
and turn off the light
i can offer
the consolation of darkness
it will be so dark
it will be, it will be
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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