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.
the silence within me
is like your balloon which
you inflate and let go in the
air and in the middle somewhere
it bursts and no one really cares
what happens next
it gives nothing of much importance
to you but though i may never see
it again i felt this relief this release
this bursting independence.
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