(2014)
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…
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!
Like the rivulets, and springs are… Don’t know where they spring from, Like the rain and showers that fee… Are the memories of my past and pr… Like the streams and rivers gushin…
There are places I haven’t been, Many faces I haven’t seen, The smells I haven’t tasted, And the waters I haven’t tested, The sounds I haven’t heard,
My eyes always cheat my innocent m… Neither the sky nor the ocean are…
Are you the personification of lov… Or Love the personification of yo… I wonder why, whenever I think of… The impalpable becomes palpable, The imperceptible becomes percepti…
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,
I want to have something with me… I want to stay here forever, so I… I want to remember something forev… I want to win forever, so I stopp…
Know that this feeling is not true… Know that this feeling is a true l… Know that this feeling is a lie th… Like the lie of your abstract pres… And the reality of your physical a…
When the dark clouds pave the way… On a day when the sky is clear and… I pulled the pall off the coffin, To see the truth lying bare and na… I stood staring with my eyes open…
It rained in the desert, Yes it rained in the desert! On the day when the sun of humanit… On the East of the Middle-East w… On the day when the horizon was co…
When the winds started breathing c… When the trees shed their green su… When the ground crawled under the… When the geese flee to the souther… As the stars started to show-up ea…
When the clouds betrayed the ocean… And flew away into the open skies, When the waves shun the sands, And drifted away into the open sea… When the fragrance ditched the flo…
Frizzled are they, and lay damp an… Born are they to breathe and breed… Bitter are they to taste, so put t… But the fruits they bear are sweet… Neither the mighty nor the tiny of…
Feeling your lips, On my fingertips, Running along the curved rims, Frisking the contours, And caressing their velvet tips,