The finite chasing the infinite - that is the human story
Haunted by the urge for coherence, completion and perfection.
In the beginning there exists expectations
Occasionally what follows is a nothingness
And associated anticipations and illusions.
Learning to accept nothingness as a part of reality
Is like severing a rusty old bond of trust and relation
Or leaving the ancestral home for stranger terrains
A despair, an angst, a silence and a void accompanies.
Probabilities are nothing but possibilities
Seldom appeals to the palates obsessed with clarity
When certainty is dancing nude, why phantasy !
Poets are dreamers...Rarely feels at home with what is
Do they posses insights which betrays the naked eyes
Who knows.........Better who cares........
mashoodkk
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Here a metaphysicist speaks..hehehhe nice 1.......
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