Just orbiting in a cycle
and balanced
by centripetal and centrifugal forces,
I looked at a point
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I shall myself become a source of beauty, I shall now concentrate on my orbiting, I think I can add a rhythm to it..you have taken upon thyself to be called the MOON WHEN EVEREST FELL OUT OF THE EARTH CENTRI PETAL AND CENTRIFUGAL FORCES EQUALED AND INN THE MIDST OF THE WORLDS MAGNETIC FIELD IT WAS STUCK LIKE A STONE HAD NO ENERGY FOR ITS REVOLUTION SO BECAME A MOON THE HUMAN REFLECTION OF SUNLIGHT THROUGH DARKNESS
Fascinating and riveting write, so original and thought provoking. It is going on my favourite poem list!
I guess we all can spend a lifetime trying to understand the sources of beauty while missing out on the beauty itself. Sometimes it is better to simply enjoy the beautiful moments in life without delving deep into their source. A beautiful poem Mr Jawad. Thanks for sharing: -)
A powerful imaginative write that touches on the core of existence. Intelligently presented. Really loved this magnificent write.10+++++ and onto my Poem List.
It is good to read an imaginative poem from a poet of note. All on this site should read your art.++10
I agree with Kelly, my roots are inside infinity, with spreading, there is no apparent answer to as, , are you my source? At times wisdom refuses to give easy answer. Knowing that finding it is of much greater reward, I love this poem! ! !
A magnificent piece of writing. Your way with words and phrasing is second to none!
really excellent, brilliant and so thoughtful writings... And I sought I bought and brought a breath or a sigh or a belief no needed to cliff just a single leaf into me - a vast circling depth roaring none heard deaf and dumb all around me I find into me singly................