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POETS TURKISH BATH

POETS TURKISH BATH

POETS TURKISH BATHE

Ricardo Antonio Garcia

Silent intellectualism is a Turkish bath of poets

tied by their umbilical chords

seeking the Grace of God to inspire their thoughts.

The cartwheels rolling inside of India

or the Pakistan eyes of a maiden

whose beauty transcends across the pools waves

are delivered by Spiritual proxy.

How we possess the crystal balls to invite

the sudden changes in our poetic climates to twist

each other into a believing we can change

the World by the merits of words.

I would rather lose sleep

than to miss these transient signs of exploration

for the mind is keenly affixed to these dimensions.

At 6 AM I would rather rise at 9 AM

on a velvet Saturday morning of my relaxation.

We that possess these powers

are indeed tied by a higher power of form

than the trafficking hounds of society

that judges us with slow wit or compromised sanity.

So good to be in this existence knowing

there is only ‘One’ Truth that cannot be elevated

by our inward settings or esteems

Poets must retain hope

that in the admiration of these pools of knowledge

they will all become joined as they prosper

for words will eventually carve an imperial mindset.

Poets, are and shall always be closer to God

for their efforts

pinnacle and fringe on the prophet eye.

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Curious Onlooker

In advance my apologies for being brief, but I had to show respect for this piece, Well done, you have my applause, there was just so much good about this poem, that I have no idea where to start for now, my favorited lines: 

"that judges us with slow wit or compromised sanity.

So good to be in this existence knowing

there is only ‘One’ Truth that cannot be elevated

by our inward settings or esteems

Poets must retain hope

that in the admiration of these pools of knowledge

they will all become joined as they prosper

for words will eventually carve an imperial mindset."

Great job, Curious

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