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: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like Loading... Standard