"Amaranthine"
I wish I had a foresight,
Wisdom, perseverance;
Wings to fly high.
Is that enough?
Do things go easier for ages,
Or have I become better?
What to love and what not to hate,
What to trust and what not to betray?
"What is life" is a question or "life"?
Various faces of a person in a city in a state in a country in a continent in the earth of MilkyWay galaxy in the universe of the parallel multiverse.
Is any feeling, thing, activity, riot, chaos trivial? What is great?
Is anything black or white?
What is natural and what not unnatural?
What is society? What is gender?
What is a god? He or she or it or nobody or nothing?
Taciturn or fluent? Love or hatred?
Assorted and mingled thoughts.
Long way to go.
Amaranthine. Evolution!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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