We who in the dust of creation have turned strangers,sloping away like glacierfast skiing to the bottom,The gaze of winds no longer keep up with the falling leaves on a cold day,as the empty skies stare in wonderof what became of the two wanders.
Good days come and go, like rains it dries up. we struggle long, but find our ways back. We are not just means, but evidence of actions that goes through minds. Today I smile, but tomorrow I snooze my emotions to the world, that which never came to my rescue. We are two seeds from… Continue reading Stones of the sea.
The south winds blow to the west hoping to find that what man has yet to destroy, what if by following a certain path the impossible occurs and no one is there to witness. Even nature has learnt how to share, sun will heat the oceans and seas taking little of the waters and put… Continue reading ETERNAL HIGHWAY
Probability of equality lies within the possibility of our thinking capacity. We fight to satisfy our ego, pride and greed has made us blind an easy prey to those who know less but think big. Generation born of days, changes, like climate in so many ways. Religions, fighting over what god to pray. Nothing is… Continue reading EQUATION OF LIFE
I'm a hard art. Paint of many faces, With accent of the lost ancient Greek. Desirable, With accommodating heart. Lured by my own curiosity, to find happiness, in the graveyards of lost souls, and bring back smiles to unnoticed faces.