there, but not
seemingly with substance
like air
invisible until smoke
and glass
transparent until rain
or god
real until conceptualised
Tag: poetry
Original poetry and translations of poetry. © Warren M Tang.
I think I am
It is not
I think therefore I am,
but rather,
I think I am, therefore I am.
The difference is one of illusion.
the view from the penthouse
my two windows
face one direction
i am a penthouse
on legs
lame as it may be
(travelling the world
and the seven seas)
seeing only
what i want to see
and no more
in/space
space
is that special room where
everything is in
the empty machine
minds do not emerge
as metaphors
would like them to
the machinery, empty
mysteriously move through
space, time
how are we to know
if any thing exists at all
if this, our greatest illusion
kept up its charade
until the very last
and beyond
i cannot know anything
a god or a self
but only
to have concepts of them
trust them
to be our creations
that the world
out there
is void and full
all at once
from the beginning, and
until the very end
one moment (nirvana)
it only takes
one moment
for rebirth to end
and Happiness to begin
every moment (samsara)
every moment
is simultaneously
a small death
and a rebirth
(This is an edited version of an earlier poem.)
meta-valentine
it’s not
that the love
has died
but rather
the love has meta-
morphisized
it is not worse
or incomparable
it is still love
but quieter
and (imo) more
beautiful
look carefully …
look carefully
and everything will
show you its beauty
(no more) love
to you
it’s the world,
your world,
a kind of
definition
but one day
you will know
it cannot
define you
or even love
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