I have a few words to soothe you, I have them ONLY for YOU, Presenting them to you, To flatter you, to make you feel blessed!
I have a few words, to curl on your face, I have them ONLY for YOU, Presenting them to you, To beautify you, to make you feel young!
Think that I am a drop of water, To quench your thirst, Think that I am the Sky above you, To make you fly, Think that I am a painter, And I am painting you, For I know that I can, PAINT WITH WORDS AS WELL!
Imperishable, you keep the truth frozen like the marrow, in the limbs of life, producing blood cells when sun rises. Knocking again at a rapist door to leak the secrets of a hidden bed of polity. Contours of a dimmed
Unthinkable. Lithograph of a malaise. I cannot talk. Will you abandon the thought and care about the drowning dawn? The bandaged ego of the book threatens the reader. Come and solve the puzzle of poetry. Everything was quiet except the
Within the imagination I am content to live This is my stay I see how plenty, how ever-expanding it is The ‘All’ a rich array Of ever-rotating colors with which to paint And never fade away This is my stay