23-12-2023
Saturday
To find some last taste
It is to satisfy tongue
It is the dark delusion of a taste
that may exists too short, long
Infinite delusion !
Is it by one illusion !
All substance tended to know
sweety taste, that must grow
The orange -sweety taste
A great an apple fresh
Great taste, Great tongue
like to frozen popcorn
But all things is that, you …..!
This is true…. it’s you….
This happens true
when that popcorn, becomes you….!
(“No matter what, you are always sweety things in my life.”-DIARYPOEM24)