For love. For gold. For glory.
For something without name
From an unwritten story -
We fight. We die. We reign.
Endeavor to the endings
Of everything that’s real,
Where elementary wavelings
Dualities reveal.
You be the one. Continue
To dig the known. No shame.
It’s hiding something - so new
It doesn’t yet have name.
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Author:
Victor Bolshov (
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- Published: April 30th, 2025 02:21
- Comment from author about the poem: I studied Materials Science / Nuclear Physics (a looong time ago). There was time when I was going to become a scientist, I even had enough published articles as co-author, and enough research results, for a PhD (not exactly, because it was in Russia, but a similar degree recognizable in EU/US as a PhD).
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Comments1
A lovely poem that opens understanding by unwrapping enigmas that yet have no name. Very nicely written
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