(2012)
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…
Let your lungs breath, Let them breath the air, Let them breath life, and never le… Let them breath to let your heart… Let them breath to never let your…
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…
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…
Left crushed under the feet are he… Left trampled under the soles are… Nipped by the dirty hands and left… Left stranded on the side walk are… There she lays, sore, and down on…
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…
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…
Going round and round in circles, The circle of life is an endless c… A cycle that is played between the… Sometimes the shades of the bright… Into the dark deep abyss of the se…
Haggard and tired, at the end of t… I returned home and opened the doo… To exit from the outside world, And enter the four walls of my roo… When I turn around to exit from m…
Wind has no direction, Light has no dimension, The sun, the moon and the earth I… Circumscribed by four cardinal poi… My thoughts have no direction,
An act that was caught in the act, May not be an act that you might h… Cos behind every act there lies it… So, before you react to judge an a… Just take a moment to find the fac…
The clear summer skies, with its s… Their shadows crawling over the lu… The busy bees, the grazing cows, t… The hedges over the edges, the tul… Their colours, the reds, the pinks…
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…
The weight of an anchor on the dec… The pain of baggage in the core of… Whether to carry or let go off the… I remained indecisive, no matter h… If I let go off the anchor,
In an endeavor to outwit my fate, In an effort to outsmart the pain, I smiled at every passing face, To wipe out the memories without a… When the mind refused to heed my i…
