Where is my vision?
The unflagelated inosense of dreams
like a protagonist among trees
mere a shitle rack over creeds role
desire of being, wore like a black stones,
The game of mind, an invisible goal
without a sequence, where to Toll
The transcendent duplicity of sunflower
Now, it looks like an Unconscious shower..
YAM 
Very profound poem.
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Thank you my dear Sadje.
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My pleasure
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🙂
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Must say highly crafted and most intellectual poem, one can ever had.
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Thank you dear so much for such kind words ❤
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you deserve this
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🙂🙂
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iNdeed GaMe of Unconsciousness God Yes
Place WHere Creativity With No Pre-Planning
Of So-Called Labels of ‘ReaSon’ Comes Out Playing
Free True Letting Loose of Logic ALLoWinG Figurative
Creating Whole Forests of New Colors Out of
Leaves Alone As Rest of Nature Does New
Freely Now To Chagrin of Humans Who
BeLiEVE Nature Must
DO Sidewalks
That Are Narrow
Only Straight
For Mind of
ReaSon Tiny
Goldfish Just Ripple
On A Pond Of Roaring
Ocean Depth Indeed Dear
Yam Yes Depth of Creativity
Is No Top or Bottom Shallow
Or Even Deep Depth of This
Story Beyond All Measure
Breath of God
Within
In Every Other
Place God Breathes
Where Creativity iS OriginaL And Real HeaR
Verily A Place Not Limiting to Just One ‘Artist’ mY FRiEnD
Or ‘Man’ Called ‘God’ Or Whatever Smaller Is That All THaT iS Beyond
Beyond…
Creativity
Beyond
All Names
Indeed Behind
All Rivers FLoWinG With No Name
ReBorn We May CoMe BREaTHE Breath Within..:)
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Beautiful dear friend.
Thank you so much for adding your wisdom.
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Pleasure Dear
Yam Thanks
For All The
Corridors
Of Your
Lovely Poems
Exploring New
Rooms Of Soul
Dancing Singing
Free WaKinG Dreams
Fruition’s
Faith
Deep Within
Coming Out To BREaTHE
☺️🏝🙏🙌
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It’s mine pleasure dear 🙂 😘
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☺️🏝🙌🙏
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The Game of mind …
leads one astray
Thoughts pouring in….
or pushing one away
Where does it take us ….
towards or away ? From Insanity?
Overthinking…
or not thinking….
imaginations ….
creating false worlds around us
And making us live through fallacy
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Wow…so well written dear and thank you for adding into my poetry.
Thank you so much dear.
And I agree to your words.
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Each poetry gains strength
with more poetry added on
and as we converse
poetically
Unbeknownst …
the world just moves on
in its silent
mechanical ways
thoughtless thoughts
and careful thoughts
all forming a pattern
into living life
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Indeed it is..
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Your questions are mostly from yourself…
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One of the best piece of literature
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Thank you dear so much for including this as a piece of literature
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This deserves
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As a literary person, I read this poem three times, and it gives me a new taste every time. One of the best creative poem I ever read, after The thought Fox. Very cunning you portray the system and nature of unconscious part of brain. Really appreciative dear. At this young age, it’s a unique and creative work.
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Fabulous dear.
Great work
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