A half-empty glass of "love," is "like."

Thats exactly what I want: to feel the bliss of confidently walking blindly, for once.

Those who seek fame, are the people who should never obtain it.

Update

Recently I have not posted any concrete poet or "semi-essay" on this blog and have minimized myself to posting seeds of wisdom and sparks of thoughts, due to my lack of time. My last poem, "Loving the Alien," drained me out quite a bit. My mind is still recuperating. I hope to post something even more epic and magical soon, any comments/suggestions, welcome.

Rx