i think you got all
the ingredients
you work so hard
like a dog
no Fridays, you have
talent for the genuine
you got taste
you know what to reject
and take
but my dear there is
this luck
which you still lack
pray again
till Lady Luck lifts the
veil of her face
to kiss you again.
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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