"nirvana."
i want to reach enlightenment,to understand everything, to give into peace.
and breathe.
because on sundays i see everyone holding their breath,
and i usually wonder why.
humanity is divinity,
or was, perhaps.
my poems written on paper napkins
[in the god-forsaken philosophy houses, cafes]
are thrown away and shatter the silence.
i’m just looking for some meaning i guess.
Poetry by Zachary P. B.
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Written on 2007-01-12 at 06:38
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