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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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

    crazyhome’s Poems (14)

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