my wife has this to say
on your wedding day, that i must not speak
about statistics
majority of which
marriages are shattered
how the man has not coped up
with the heavy responsibilities
how the woman cannot accept
the hidden facts
and so i will speak of bliss
of sweet honey and wine
of the miracle at Cana
and everything so divine
my wife is happy now
having looked at the icing of the cake
licked the rosy part
and swallowed the cherry
on her drink
on the other hand she is right
optimism is still the right trait
to keep a marriage bond intact
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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