About Plato and Platonic

Outside the wall of Athens, Plato's wisdom shine,

Students gathered, minds eager and keen.

One asked what is true love

Plato proclaimed: the soul's beauty unseen.

***

Plato was ranting again, in the middle of the garden outside the walls of Athens. He was reading his new work entitled ‘Symposium’. His students swarmed like bees around a newly bloomed flower. I, meanwhile, kept my distance.Nothing interested me except his nonsense about true love. 

I wanted to reproach him critically, How could he talk about true love when no one was his lover? His students, his followers were no crazier, they even called his descriptions platonic love. 

But I kept quiet, something kept me quiet.

*** 

Letter to letter,

unintentionally, feelings are conveyed 

Archytas is Plato embodied in the republic

***

Nothing nails us but time

One day apart, by distance embraced

If our love is true love

True love transcends, space can't be our case 

***

Fuck you Plato!

About Anger

 

On a sunny day who expects rain.

We should be able to go to the city and walk down the narrow alleyways to watch people's funny antics.

It's like we're omniscient and we're just a couple of people who are too smart to be lovers. 

Maybe you have a point, it's better if you're a bit dumb.

Let me look smart and our paths won't be full of preconceptions.

At a nice dinner with a variety of delicious food, warm conversation, in the place where we first met.

Who would have expected you to be hurt, angry and blaming yourself for so many failures.

I unwisely crossed your line.

Tearing apart your mind and going too deep into your soul.

You turned so cold that I trembled helplessly.

I was scared. 

***

In the end, it may seem like you gave in.

Being an old man, it's as if you're the one who should understand things.

But you forget that I also chose to stand by you.

Honey, 

I want a ceasefire and welcome you with a hug. 

An Ordinary day

In the dark sky, full moon arise.

Tonight with you everything feels right.

Underneath the stars, we staring future false.

In the hollow mind our dreams take flight.

***

One day will come to an ordinary day.

A day when you will wake up in a hurry.

Time will become ordinary.

Your journey will be greeted by tall buildings.

Up there, you'll languish in a cubicle behind a desk.

Collecting money that you never know what for?

Then you arrive at the old building you call home and there's no one there.

You take a pinch of water and pour it on a single plant in a lonely pot.

That night you'll have no one but your dinner delivery boy.

And your night ends with video games or social media.

Your eyes close and your mind drifts.

Has it been a ordinary day?

Feeling like a failure that you've surrendered your life to the flow of life?

***

Hi my dear, 

I know the ordinary day is coming.

But let me beg.

Let me see your ordinary day. 

To be able to enjoy an ordinary day.

To live an ordinary day.