Fading the colours,
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