Woke-up to the noise, When a beam of darkness fell heavi… And broke into pieces the colorful… That, I spread carefully on the f… At dawn the day before!
When a layer of dead skin peels aw… I could always see a new layer und… Don’t know when the future has cre… Unseen, but always breathing and l… What I could see now would disapp…
Many people come and go in life as… While some were left as seashells… But further you go offshore, The deeper will be the sea floor, In those deeper depths, lay, the t…
A day in fall, just like another, I stepped out in the gloomy weathe… To stroll around and catch a breat… I passed by the churchyard on my w… And I thought of death as ugly an…
When the facts are masked, And facades highlighted and praise… When something is destroyed unwitt… And someone innocent killed for wh… A truth is killed forever,
As I age, Some say its just a number, Other say, its a change, As I age, The picture would crease,
When needle sharp fangs sunk into… I nicked my body with the swipe of… And let the blood flow and allowed… Cos I know that the wound will he… And the pain wouldn’t last long,
Hour by hour and over and over, I tilted the hour glass when dripp… But I could never get whether the… Or the ticking time follows the dr… I knocked the hour glass from the…
Time split us into two, And Tide swept us through, Time and tide waits for none, May be that is true, But through the time and the tide,
The saga of an endless tale, The events of a concatenated chain… Played on this stage time and agai… And recited over and over again! The bark breaks to give the way to…
Intrigued by the faces and their f… Inspired by the colours and their… Inscribed sketches of them on the… Inline to the outlines of the colo… Inked and imbued the inlines, in h…
In the light of the darkest night, And in the tranquil serenity of co… I sat down to read the text writte… Written carefully in invisible ink… Words written in sinuous lines,
When the stillness of silence is d… When the brightness of light is bl… When the thickness of translucence… When the intensity of sense is num… I stand still in space and time, n…
When the oaks turned red When the maples turned yellow, And the willows almost fall asleep… I saw the pines with their cones o… Still green and swaying in the bre…
The journey of life is one of a ki… It moves forward but leaves the pa… When the caravan walk past the des… The footprints were left on the sa… When the tides ebb the shore,