"Strange" Is A Cruel Word For Things We Don't Understand!
"Strange" Is A Cruel Word For Things We Don't Understand!
Do eyes manage to see, or do they just look?
Does freedom always imply being free?
These days doesn’t conditions apply
More often than we apply conditioners?
How’d it be if we exchanged
Cleverness for bewilderment?
Is poetry just mere prose that we add lyrics to?
Will I do justice to my potential?
What if I make a mistake? What if I make two?
Is death a long sleep, or sleep a short death?
Do all drafts metamorphose to completion?
Or some just remain incomplete, incoherent?
Is it necessary for everything?
To have a name or a label?
Do we actually forget,
Or just strive to re-prioritize in an optimal way?
Do all irregularities, fractures and pains
Show up on X-Ray plates?
What has more side effects – medicines or time?
There must be something extremely revered in salt;
How come it’s present both
In the sea as well as in our tears?