It Started Somewhere…

I must have started somewhere, at the behest of my consciousness, trying to wake me up to a different world, where I can look out for words and transform them with meaning. Not the meaning that the words carried, but something more creatively crafted with feelings of my own. This is where probably, I tried to look out for more words, the more I stumbled … Continue reading It Started Somewhere…

Stare

You cannot breathe through glass But feel the breathing of another world Separated by unfair feelings In hues of contradictions, they reflect illusory dreams One can be tempted to chase them Fantasy cannot be held with mortal hands The Spirit of the mind is different Residing in a parallel world Receiving directions from a mirage Across vast landscapes of elusive nature Reality in a flash, … Continue reading Stare