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Feb 2017
There is no
calmness
and happiness
in poetry
those things won't
just fit in.
All that's left
in this
is madness
emptiness
and hopelessness.

When Socrates
said in Phaedrus
that poetry
is a form of
madness,
he must
have encountered
a truly, beautiful
mess.
Hadiy Syakir
Written by
Hadiy Syakir  Kuala Lumpur
(Kuala Lumpur)   
262
   Akhila
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