Poetry, Writingdisenchantment my unconscious seeks bliss that shall blast a thousand dreams that shall pass and yet… i am but an afterthought a world in a jar i was born a giant a great black and white i can make things better and yet… i can’t applaud 50.772037 6.084619 Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like Loading... Standard