In every corner, beneath the open sky,
Where spirits wander and earbuds fly,
There stands a beacon, a volunteer bold,
Offering opinions, whether wanted or not, we're told.
They speak of dreams and fears entwined,
Of truths discovered on YouTube, you'll find,
In cafes bustling or parks serene,
Their words ignite... eye rolls unseen.
No price to pay, no fee to spare,
Just trapped listeners gasping for air,
For wisdom flows from every tongue,
And flows... and flows... the young and overly-sprung.
From existential musings to life's designs,
They weave through thoughts like tangled vines,
Shaping minds with insight's gleam,
Or so they think - it's quite the scheme!
Each word they offer, a gift profound,
A treasure trove where exit signs aren't found,
For in the exchange of thoughts set free,
Lies the cradle of... "How do I flee?"
So cherish these souls, these volunteers rare,
Who foster intellect with relentless flair,
In their monologues, a world is unfurled,
Where understanding reigns, and patience is hurled.
In cafes, on streets, and under stars' glow,
They nurture minds... or torture, who knows?
For in offering perspective, they truly impart,
A more... talkative world, born of the heart.
Oh, brave soldiers of unsought advice,
Your words fall like snow... in paradise,
For in your mission to make us all smarter,
You've mastered the art of being a conversation starter... and finisher!
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Dimensional Doodles
PoetryThis collection is a tapestry woven from the threads of cosmic wonder and digital intrigue, each poem a distinct journey through realms where intellect and imagination collide. Dive into a universe where quantum whispers mingle with the syntax of th...
