Thursday, March 12, 2009

*counts In Nothing Comments

Rating: 2.9

I counted for much more
Weighed my worthless worth
A number of times
Walls and doors
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Sadiqullah Khan
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M M 23 March 2009

A clever poem, indeed, deeply thought and very well expressed, as if the pen were writing on the paper following the 'pace' of your thoughts, here and back, flowing on the tide of metaphysical questions. A bit nostalgical, sometimes, maybe, but overall -if I understand it correctly- the question of being... To be or not to be.... It's the same old questions that 'haunts' us, gives a 'body' to consciousness of being or not being. Being through the love of one's family, finding a reality within the others' heart: this is the only way of being, and avoiding nothingness or vacuity of life...10! as usual

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