Poetic thought

My ever question as a poet:
Whether the world is providing me all those imaginary words
Like sitting next to my room window’s fantasies-
Or rather, reality is just the jail of my real world,
And my words are just the sunshine for me, behind the bars.

Benyamin Bensalah

06.01.2018

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