If I say a word
with dried up tears
and choked voice
I mean - I mean it!
Don't take this as my weakness
As there is a storm
that awaits behind the tears
a roar behind choked voice
When they rise-all falls
Neither you nor anything stays
But the storm
will not leave me either
Will swallow me deep down
never to rise again
In the journey of my life, I try to explore the mystries of my mind.....and try to understand its questions,its anxieties,its expectations, its aspirations .....its dreams ,its happiness and its sorrows. Any as I learn it I paint different forms to express all that i explore and explored and all that i want to explore...... I try to understand the messeges , lessons ,dreams and perceptions......of my mind as I move along this jouney of my life.......
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