Please Start Making Sense is a collection of 35 poems about the chaos and confusion of existence, from family, friendship, anger, our tendency to look for signs, and where we draw the line between our animal instincts and our human identity when frustrations with the modern world keep building up; the anger, the frustration, the pent-up animal in its cage in the back of your mind, can all of it please start making sense?
Preview - Poem 16, Gentle Work:
Gentle means restraint,
Means holding back,
Protecting something weaker,
There is holy in that,
Gentle to me is at your mercy,
Even if I don't want to be,
Sometimes we exist because we're allowed to be,
By bigger beings, universal symphony,
Everything in my world as its meant to be,
And gently, night and sun,
Rotate, tide-locked, bright-loved,
All because they are gently whispered about,
By the human mothers of Earth,
Becoming symbols of our worth,
And the best kind of gentle work.
When mirror is not enough to reflect emotions, when talks are not enough to convey feelings, a silent poem and a pen and it's creations may help.
Edit (April 14, 2020) : This book was previously titled as "Autumn Leaves"
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