Dead poet society

You want to resuscitate the dead poet society, don't be dead!!
dead in your heart
dead in your experience of existence, dead in what truly is not trivial
Please do not come with the smartest answers
I beg you to come with what is right!!
you owe yourself that
this is the answer for your question
that was already given
but still you ask.

Carpe diem.

The moment is gone
but we still are here!!

Hehe How dare you to force me to open dictionary!!

I enjoy your conversation but:

Logic
Is the mandate
Of dilemmas:
A man
Who tries to understand
Instead of knowing.

The true knowing
is liberal
in the essence

You would never know from what stage of transmutation I would ever talk to you::

https://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=4GIAawSTisE#t=244

Oh captain my capitan :)

Https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PeH1KDVARbA&list=PLE4A08EAC93AD96A5&feature=mh_lolz

I wished at least one amongst you knew that
I am dying
That you are killing me
With your numbness
With your indifference
How my truth gives you chill
it is as much as your untruthfulness
The icicle in your eyes
((Like the Canadian winter))
Put me into chill coma

The Poet in me Says:

when I dream...
it's like...
I hear a whisper over the distance
reaching out to me,
trying to hold me
from falling
into the wakefulness
of this cold
world.

:) :)

haha so then you are the one

"into the wakefulness
of this cold"
nightmare

thanks for daring to come forward I know it is hard to move in chill coma.
but daringness means you have to stop the world and walk across.
then the crowd of mediocre would think of you as mad while you're walking across THEIR madness.