To 'My Puzzle With Missing Pieces' - Poem by Meme Think
Until then, the universe are my puzzle
The puzzle with two missing pieces
One piece behind the mountain I could not see
Of it the philosophic odyssean caught off guard
He died with intense defiance
In opposing forces of nuance
Get lost in this gravity:
'I cannot be my puzzle,
for the universal's exist to be solved by thee'
Not all puzzles can be solved
Not any man dream of wings can fly
Once you hide the piece away
Who will make our Eden path whole again?
The path the goal we were born
The path the exit we will unfold
Another piece behind my eyes I could not touch
Feel, the whisper of this puzzle voice
Calling to the bottomless sky,
Piercing in your mysterious soul
And do you know, feel as it against your lips
I do not understand this nuisance
Was it written ages ago,
Why there must be something,
Rather than none of the puzzle?
But, do you know?
Why there must be this me of thinks
To fix the puzzle of the universal things?
I say to you
You the intense king
Are my puzzle
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