Expressive verses on life
Who has written the possibility of what is taught is understood is materialized, every time? On the spontaneity of false notions, the fatalistic desire of the damnable, and everything leading up to that sweet talk we happen to speak to ourselves at least once in our lifetime against self-criticism and faith. Maybe, just maybe, what...
Are you struggling to survive? Do you count your days or do you make your days count? Life isn’t an answer, but a tale with many answers for each one of us, different as night and day, but still so closely imbued on each other. . . . You win you loose you grow...
Craving for change isn’t the routine any longer. Maybe you don’t know what is, and maybe you won’t ever, but the virtue of believing that there is, won’t stop you from trying. In tribute to that which remains unknown, here is a short poem. . . . Earn wings not to strike but to...
There is a closer understanding of “free thought” when thought is but an outcome of an already disclosed advertised piece of material. The silent music of the mind portrays tunes already duplicated in many, but each times unique forms, so is free thought free at all? On account of this, I’ve compiled a short passage...