IT WASN’T EASY A ROAD…

It wasn’t that easy a road

I walked and ahead of me

a standstill portrait of strangeness

spread its paper thin holograms

In a way it is good a feeling to walk

towards solitude in a dawn of east…

There no stillness around me

 but a stream of light

In images, there a plain frozen belief paints

Its own insecure canvases

I worry not of what next at this moment

May be i am outgrown in my own seashore

in a way only I can understand....