Human hypocrisy should be respected as virtue is not worth the effort.
People believe there is no difference between intelligence and smartness. I beg to differ - I've met many intelligent cretins in my life, but smart idiot, I've never seen anything like it.
Art is a game. Poetry as well. At the end of the day, you either know how to play it or not
Man is in his own microcosm akin to a personal box, with poetry as its lid which it can defend itself from the world; which can be opened in the desire to meet something wider than your own personal reach
A good author is he who isn't afraid to speak his mind; he who dictates the art of the verse. A scribbler who merely keeps quiet and enjoys being lauded is nothing but a reader with nothing of importance to do. He whose written word trickles from his wounds into the world and onto paper is not afraid to both praise and criticize, this is what he strives towards
Man is in his own microcosm akin to a personal box, with poetry as its lid which it can defend itself from the world
- We heard the scream! - But you did not hear the whisper
This is the world of lies Of thirsty angels who die While still appearing angelic They've lost their shine
We live in a simulated reality, craving an image that has no significance, cherishing the desire when there is no answer
Poetry is an old wise serpent which only occasionally comes out to catch the sun (and scare people)