Words you spoke came out as puzzles, pieces colored. How can a colorblind perceive? Signs you dropped were hidden in a mountain of hay. How can a needle be seen? Your looks spoke of amusement i ... Read More
Night orchestrates the symphony of silence The curtain rises with the calmness of sea Shadows audience to my andante walk My existence a silhouette. Fear lifts the tempo, allegro Saccades catching ... Read More
I prefer not to write an article. It isn't my thing. Short poems, that is what drives me. Article needs concentration and dedication. The material needs to be interwoven in such a delicate manner ... Read More
I prefer not to write an article. It isn't my thing. Short poems, that is what drives me. Article needs concentration and dedication. The material needs to be interwoven in such a delicate manner ... Read More
Nothingness crawls in this empty cavern No words flow inside this mind. Distractions echo and blur the vision. Whispers drench the quill dry. Moving faces occupying spaces Walking across the sands ... Read More