Sunday, November 30, 2014

I escaped


I escaped:
out of the world
Into myself
To find nostalgia,
Dreams,
Anguishness, hope
And immortality.

In-flux conversation,
circumlocution of being,
Orbiting around the same
Skin and bones;
The invisible being
Reborn with an unseen
End; grasping, understanding,
And finally, confusing it all.
The projected shadows
In my mind lined up;
Defeated by internal desires
The outside world
Drowned.
         

The She-Butterfly

As if suspend by air The she-butterfly  Opened her winds, In her blue colors Light projected Every pixel of her being In every m...