Here comes the Aftermath.
2 days after the Exhibit on Valentine Day, a strange thing happened.
I was staring at my iphone and i realized that i totally forgot 1 last poem.
It was finished way before Valentine Day and i totally forgot about it.
It is a 4 liner - made due to complaints that goes along like:
"How can you call a poem exhibit without even a poem with at least a traditional 4 liner? or 8 or 16?"
My rebuttal: The poem with the idu logo definitely has more than a 4 liner - it is a 13 liner!
The rebuttal to my rebuttal: "However it doesnt look any where near traditional - a real poem?"
A real poem?! what is that?
Weirdly, i actually conceded and did one, days before.
But due to some strange phenomenon - such as a busy work load schedule (yes! business can make one forget!), it totally skipped my mind.
That poem was supposed to be the 8th poem in the series - before the "What!?" poem for the audience was even made.
Anyway, i will publish that missing one here :
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"Love"
Love
is the
feel of the
flow of the Being
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Explanation: i knew it! the complaint is going to be : " Cant you do a traditional poem with at least 5 words on each line? "
Anyway, here is the explanation of the poem:
we live in a society full of rules and constraints that all we feel are a lot of the wants, needs and the lack thereof. So much to the extent that we forgot our Being is Love (Affection, Longing, Zest, Pride) - the opposite of Fear (and all the negatives that offshoot from Fear).
