I Shall Not Write Anymore

wizei shall not write any more this could be a wonderful line of a wonderful poem poems are such, exactly like life no, i am telling you the wrong way life is such and exactly like a poem two ways mysterious which some one understands everything where no one understands anything if there are not misinformed or takes the meaning in the opposite directions as opposing something is very easy whereas to propose a point demands merit same is the case with destruction and creation better we understand the difference between very original and shameless copy as we deal with writing writing something with striking originality you know by hand how difficult it is! and that difficulty is a mental challenge to cross over in crossing that bridge we may get shock we may get wonder to get delight wonder lies in strangeness more strange is that life is full of wonder and shock so life is shockingly wonderful you frequently talk of dying but continue living full size This is the irony, the box of paradox full of items to enjoy while you enjoy the tug secretly between death and life between love and hate you are like a sixteen year old girl inclined towards a boy freshly achieving youth for his irresistible pull of love but you utter to the boy ‘'I hate you ‘' while loving him deep inside how many understand this? i think very, very wise and few.