People are eccentric in their argumentsAs if the morning light found itself trapped in darknessTill afternoon rolls in and the reveries become more bold, filled with odditiesYet to come out of the leaningsThose who cannot afford to play with light and darknessEnlightenment becomes a mere amplificationAn erroneous judgementFrom hearsay, they try to touch the soul of pure judgementFailings and failings, the rapid change in movementLife … Continue reading The Eccentricities (Poetry)