The darkest hours of the night The brightest hours of the day The fast running winds The harsh rains The azure sky The rough land In all moments At every place Surrounded by every natural calamity Is my body Inside a box Waiting for the soul What’s the point? It’s dead Unaffected by […]
I started writing a story of a dreamer It began beautifully Like stars hanging in the sky It was filled with passion and emotions Colorful like a rainbow circling the earth When in summer hot air rises from the ground Carrying the dust with it The vision gets blurry You see everything But still, you
Somethings have a soporific effect They take you to an unknown world You are in sleep but you are awake The heart releases vibrations at that time Which reaches the mind and meets the soul There is no inimical power there Everything is just in place You start drowning In the veracity of
It was daytime. I was sitting in my room thinking about life. Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. I stood up and went towards the door. I opened the door but I saw no one. I came back to my room and again started thinking. A few minutes passed and I again heard
Only two voices One of a clock ticking One of a heart beating It\’s that time of the night Even the dogs are asleep The entire day\’s work Is resting in one corner of the mind The future aspirations Are shouting from the other corner The mind is not at all interested It ignores It
