poetic vagabond

"no artist tolerates reality"
..and poets are  
the least tolerant of all..
trying to balance this  
beautiful dysfunction
through the passing of ink..
coming together like abstract think tank
too too many to thank
for being so inspirational
in my growth as a being
human or otherwise
it's sorta like..  
like a non-denominational  
cozmik church
where everyday there's
a different priest or priestess
giving a sermon
finger painting the soul
each poet is like a precious stone
reflecting the SUN's rays
in its own manner..
let's turn over this pebble.
read the inscription
..and the encryption..
the nuances..
now THAT's the seasoning  
i yearn for..
go in the time capsule
dig in the poetic crates..
..peep the early days..
of wonderment..
traverse the dunes of Sahara
..the depths of Atlantis..
...the 7th moon of Saturn.
the heartbreaks
..and heroism..
. the inner philosophies
the spiritual
..the sensual..
....the carnal..
the darkness..
then back to the light..
and let's do it again tomorrow
shall we?..
i'll be somewhere..
wandering around..
Written by Naajir
Published | Edited 12th Jun 2016
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