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....
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