Splendors of those early morning inner personal self recollections.
Oh! that innocent beautiful bright worldly crazy little love adventure.
With a blink of an eye, we have an understanding change of thoughts.
Energetic pleasure of our infancy and youth, fun delights of a fugitive.
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We must reconnect inner self, with our shadowy awakening inner me. Infinite inner self possibilities delight our radiance, become so bright. the inner self is a reality...... we are not conscious of it..... it is the poets' sublime duty to bring to this awarness of the innerself.... and the false self.. thanku. tony
A refined poetic imagination, Anthony. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.