PoeticKro

We can’t treat the symptoms forever; and, avoid the problem.

One day at a time, the moments are most precious that fly by that most take for granted…

Life is a battle within time, we are all here on borrowed time.

Poetry is art from within; that no one understands within eyes that experience it

Art is metaphorically everything

As like poetry

Imagine people if they were as spirits; rather than shells of skin color…..

Wouldn’t we see the world differently?

With our eyes….

And speak profoundly different?

Poetry is music for the silent

Is it the world that is the problem; or, is it the people?