Do you not see, what I see? Far beyond the abyss, I come to see;
what is it that you perceive?
A thin line marks comprehending, Alas! What say have I got here?
and taking inference; to see is to view,
For to perceive is to have vision.
I understand so much, yet what's Choice of thought, dear boy;
to know if I am responding or For it is an omnipresent paradox.
reacting.
But how do I trust? Experience wouldn't see through naivety;
Let alone, mutual symbiosis; For reality is the path of self inference.
For the self seeks an embrace.
Would reality then be a simplified It is what you think, that manifests,
complex? For the rigged universe, knows less.
I am but a blip of existence, Nymphalidae influence tempests.
Yet significant. What's to say? What's to say?
What have I been? An incomprehensible past backed by
What am I? an incomprehensible future,
What is it I am subjected to? yet a much existing present.
Alas! What is to define me? A mixture of virtue and vices is to say.
Vices? Those which cause Vices mark the line to response
to crumble within? and stimulus.
Why do they define?
Tears and sorrow, If tears could create a stairway and memories
Pain and Suffering. a lane, man finds purpose and resonates within.
Yet these vices?
Is that real? A verb to life? Absolutely! As real as this monologue;
A noun to life.
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PoetryParadox. A word that is underrated to an extent that we often tend to overlook.That is the web in which man's opinions and attributes thrive. As simple as we sound to be, the context behind it is just as complex. Perhaps, our beliefs change with tim...
