Why Poem by Julian Takali

Why



Dwells in I; a genius mind
In you, him, her alike
From the sweet salad days
When the lands were painted May
As if we lived to play

That genius is still there; somewhere nearby
But you made his soul - stop asking why

Sunday, February 18, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: curiosity
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