Wednesday, December 11, 2019

The Poetry That Moves Up; From The Mortal Mouth

The Poetry That Moves Up; From The Mortal Mouth.

The poetry that moves up;
from the mortal mouth,

Uplifts me to immortality.
In this, I share vanity.

I dare happiness;
And too, I care for success.

Mere mortal aiming for immortality;
through a utopian ability.

Ah, the radiant of time;
illuminates me to sublime.

Intellectuality vanishes;
like the smoke.

I exercise and philosophize;
as the way to theorize.

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