Fading the colours,
Merging the shapes,
Forcing the tones,
Questioning the essence and absence
Merging the shapes,
Forcing the tones,
Questioning the essence and absence
Running in the empty corridors leading to the concert hall Standing on the corner before entering the garden Stuttering sentences Accepting the dark and the bright The ups and downs Narrowing down the gamut of emotions Turning darkness into light Breathing the night and its silence Sometimes Looking through the glass Rain slowly sliding away Distorted images Garbled images Of reality and life As it is As it could be As it will be Blaming the directions Blending the meanings Seeking for possibilities Pondering the aftermath |
A world of noise lusting for significance
Convolution
Convolution