MIRACLES

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    MIRACLES

    I've made it, but i can't explain it.
    words are no where to be found.
    I'm left speechless but boundless.
    the crowd is waiting for details,
    but all that matter, they can't see.


    God sometime i don't understand you.
    what you have done is beyond my explanation.
    I waited for words to brag of your mighty doings
    but you deny me even a letter.
    The crowd is waiting for the details,
    what should i say?

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

    crazyhome’s Poems (14)

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