There are times when I am pondering
Over a platter of weird stuff,
I get some Pierian intuition build up inside me,
I undergo a philosophical transformation
This horizon of my deliberation widens
With every inflation of my lungs
Its as if I am in a vast heaven of clouds
That nestles me
Velvets me
Gives me ecstasy
Every passing second this domain expands
And I am in a dream
These ethereal hazes
They condense
With each addition of wisdom
They form puffs
Sluggishly, they dim
Their viscosity augments
Lo! they accentuate into a cascade
They form tributaries that run in my arteries
reach the tips of my fingers.
These droplets of deliberation
Wait to disperse
Await an osmosis through me
And to these entreaties, I give way
I clutch a pen
These pleas, they become a reality
Those mists of vapor in my cerebrum materialize
And I ... well I feel immense power
I feel a confidence emerge in me
A spiritual revelation
It soothes me, empowers me
Maybe its not difficult to win the Nobel Prize
The water cycle sticks around,
With each shower
Lush life!
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Cogito Ergo Sum
Poetry"Cogito Ergo Sum"- Rene Descartes, the wise man, once said. I think, therefore I am. Philosophical bitch? Maybe. But isn't everyone the same? We fantasise situations that might never happen. We hope that maybe tomorrow will be better. We get lost s...