What happens when the intangible,
Turns into tremors of feeling?
What happens when the dreams,
Turn into euphoric reality?
What happens when the hate,
Dissolves into unfettered love?
And what if all people, places, and things are reversed? Will it be a justice or an injustice to our society?
Nevertheless we poets shall remain,
Through space and time,
An ever inter-weaving fabric,
The immaterial hand that writes on the wall.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I've found myself pondering some of those questions myself. I love your vocabulary it's very descriptive and draws me in. I also think that your titles make your poems even better. They always fit and catch your eye.

