i must have
been a tiger
and yet i
did not know
it until you
hinted that
i have sharper
claws
that i roared
in your silence
that i look
so hungry
and you
are the
innocent prey
i have not really
known it
well until you
decided
to run away from
me.
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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