Circle Poem by ion untaru
Circle
failure, failure
only remebering you,
I could write a book:
naive, resigned, opportunist
the order of our new order -
beautifull words, beautifull words
poor your victims!
minute after minute
clock after clock,
waiting the last one
all metropol's comfort
for a day and a night
lived in a forrest!
huts, houses, villas,
residences, palaces
the last,
always from four planks...
(translated from romanian)
Building metropolism is a futile exercise. Fondness to Matter is human nature but one needs to understand the fruitfulness of the circle you have drawn to show what exactly the human life is about.
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4/25/2024 10:32:36 PM # 1.0.0.1119
failure, failure only remebering you, I could write a book: naive, resigned, opportunist lie is full circle comprising of failures, success adn we can write anything which is baneficial to the people... beutiful one.. ilike it....10 read mine all trains stop here.... individual and miss i miss u