Craziness I'm Wayward Comments

This is incredibly beautiful. It has authentic ring and personal voice. What flashes from its core challenges anyone to bring forth something equal.. It leaves suburban tinsel-mongering in the dust. Its playfulness cannot be contained in word games, yet no one else could think of such word combinations. It has made tremendous strides in three years. Now the gardener dusts off his hands nonchalantly. Even one who strolls through a few corners of his garden would receive a whole education.

Golden Sunrise! ! ! True love is the key; Musing along with the truth. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

What you write is ancient and modern. How can you compare life and death to a sim card? Are you joking or hallucinating after an Lsd shot?

I'm still wayward trace I find everything everyday within love sublime I live with my loneliness, it's opined me fine The decorated rainbow abridging to your line. the loneliness that a poet experience makes him think and write more and more. so such a loneliness is a blessing for us. tony

Self discovery ends in love or ego in the other words.