~ Welcome ~

Words ~
The immortality of silent thoughts ~
Can they capture the essence of truth...
Or mere attempts of engraving life ~

Here I come as the dreamer
wakes to a world of unknown shore
like the sand
in between fingers of drifting sea
I wait for the call to bring those words

Friday, July 29, 2011

reeling tracks

invisible entry
an exit comes
glide knowingly
in none existence
warm light
earthly liquid
cocoa beans
I, vanishing
to finger tips
between the eyes
sense of touch
hyphens stillness
gentle reassurance
living essence
within time and space
speaking elements
feelings of clockworks
yet undercurrents
unseen motions
imprints, thoughts
exciting, transmittable
from Bermuda triangle
to river Nile Pyramid Horus
soundless reeling tracks
inner dreams and hopes
translations in between
unconceivable realities
perceptive vacancy
now wholly irreverent
train of thoughts
critical voices of mine
in combative wars
it's meanings
are at lost
in words
visions
remain poetic sketch

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