Existential Dancing By Physical Being Poem by A'karikz Yannaing

It's a young portrait of me
I did spray-paint it as graffiti
On the wall of suburban local library
I was 14 and schoolboy in the society

It's many portrait-copies of me
I did tattoo it on all the pages of my diary
As every chapter in the book of my history
I was a complete-person and lone-wolf poet in community.

For many years, I was on my lonely feet in endless journey
I took constant-gypsy-trip like I'm having immortal energy
Then,
After I've nearly done my complete history,
I was visiting to where I born in my country.
And looked at my childhood-art of graffiti,
On that wall of inner-parts-upgraded library

That young portrait of me as graffiti was never changed
But looks getting much much matures with loads of pains

Suddenly,
I took my history-tattoo-book out of my brain-hold-head
And compared it with graffiti, wondered if this 2 matched

Yes, they're undeniably matched
But there was a huge mystic-gab
Between the-original-me and current realities-of-myself
Many miracle meanings might have happened in that gap
I don't honesty know myself it's like reading Ulysses' texts

That above was my story that I've just broadcasted
Do you know where I was working from for that?
From underneath this global dirt-mass and total-darkness

I hope you like that broadcasting-art
That you have just recently heard
Thanks and see you on the planet we search
Bye bye my love, human-arts by hearts!
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A'karikz Yannaing
01.11.2023
(Surreal-Faith-Tattoo On Circulated-Blood)