How it happens
The world...
Plays on lens!
The lines and words only lead to something, there's poetry in-between the lines as well, what is left unsaid. Truly, the biggest brevity is zero, it has infinity in it. This poem gives rise to these thoughts.
Tremendous observation! There is colour, and there is the seer. Do the two ever agree, ever meet? Can they indeed come together? Fantastic verse, Ali!
what a thought provoking piece- -makes me wonder about your philosophy of life and science I like this very mucj 10++
And we captured them with blessing of learning...after seing And we saw them vividly by experiencing Your colourful words display meaning How you summarize all, its amazing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The lense, such a small object, yet has the capacity to capture the 'enormous' ! This small poem counting only eight words in total expresses 'so much '.Wonderful!