gray days, darkness inside my eyes, clouds cry.
i have always wonder about deserted roads, if no one follow them, does it mean they lead to nowhere ?
it’s not what you’ll display, it’s how you will express, the hidden part of you.
once in a blue moon. if they say the moon is blue, we must believe that it’s true.
escaped from the hourglass of time, it has rained tiny grains of earth, composing with nothing to make everything.
transcending my bygone glory, far from dishonour away from hatred, i survived.
and when the hour of my departure will draw near, just keep me in your heart, i shall stay there forever.
we might explain the world of how, but the world of why may remain for contemplation, we are dwelling in a world of utopia.
all around the storm & all beyond the grey, forlorn in my cell, dark winds chill me.
the wind is shaking the cold is bitting, i was hoping you’d take me away with you, where have you gone my little leaves ?
in the blink of an eye new monoliths of nothing appear, empty bodies without souls & feeling, gleaming on day becoming ghosts when nighttime’s coming.
when light will dawn and sun will fade, darker than the darkest night, shadows outshine the lost bodies.
seeing the whole world in transparency, being grabbed by invisible forces, we can’t escape it.
suspended amidst the chaos, high-rise as streetlight, guiding greedy minds toward profit.
wandering among the shadows of the past, dragged by a mystical force which enlighten me, i used to keep on hearing but now i understand, i used to keep on seeing but now i perceive.
the struggle for a vertical domination, seeking for the light, to live or perish.
feeling so small in this world so big, i’m facing the silver deep rising all around me, will it consume me or carry me on ?
as i stare at my reflection, i see my present and my past, a wandering vision into extant realm.
the celebration of the damned, bewitched monolith ascent revealing his mystery : « my sorcery was the power that strong souls must have over weak spirits ».
looking toward the vast beyond, seeking for a new existence, one step forward is the nothingness and one more back is you.
the tides rise & fall, time’s wear and tear makes us weak & old, unremittingly erasing footprints & memories.
floating high above in splendour, the passing years relentlessly wear out my mind, i feel the soft breath of eternal life.
in the blink of an eye new monoliths appear, rising up from nowhere, transmuting the horizon of sand to concrete and glass.
the chill of winter’s darkness sits quietly, time stands still, God’s creation slowly rises.
standing here along the seashore, surrounded by slapping waves and howling winds, i feel like an illusion in a world of disillusion.
suspended there reflecting deep, where time is frozen mesmerize in sleep, i’m taking place among forever.
living my life in a slow motion, among million heartbeats & falling stars, which brighten the path beneath my feet.
feel like a leaf on a tree, blown away for ever, into the cool autumn breeze.
as the motion of the ocean sways my soul, the cycle of light blurs the distance, blue waters no longer cry.
lights have gone down, ceiling turned dark, staring at the empty ballroom i relive the dance with the 7 ladies.
whispers upon the breeze, on a suspended altar of devotion, dreams and words are unite passionately.
the end of days is at hand, i’m standing here and looking at the sky, awaiting the announcing of the imminent fulfillment of the mystery of God.
along the road of hope, unstable clouds arise, i’m drifting in a serene world.
facing that world full of nothing, my disrupted mind keeps wondering, what’s the explanation ?
breathing through the undertow, lashed out by avidity, beaten up by the elements, i struggle to survive.
from time to time i find myself looking westward, thinking about what i have left behind, the sorrow of passion still stab my heart.
strolling on the legendary paths, i perceive whispers from imaginary creatures, ancient symbols from a forgotten world.
floating away in my thoughts, I find myself flying, upon the virgin lands.
in the shape of buildings, the sun collapse into the nether, nothingness becomes the shadow.
disasters that we’ve triggered, thrown all of us into obscurity, we are idols with feet of clay.
without alternative, again bound to this gloom, I no longer discern what’s real or lie.
your journey here was ending, I felt your last breath and I still held you hand, only this time I had to let go.
over abyssal depths, halo of light, lead the sail.
metal bleak creations, shaped as tombstones, are swallowed by the cold.
secluded in my own world, turned from a king to a wretch, i want to remain an eternal mystery to myself and others.
a teardrop on the cheek of time, a love poem in marble.
overhanging fiercely on the rock, no wave assault can make it drown, it has been shaped for eternity.
ghost station is still echoing passenger’s goodbye, last train has come and gone now, i shall wait forever.
above the dark abyss, a grey nightmare is pulling the strings of the haunted souls.
in the distance, i espy the other side of the world, ending a long journey.
i remember the city of light, on a floating belvedere where we once stood, i recall that you were mine.
oh Lord of the sacred gate, please give me shelter from the storm, i was lost but now i’m free.
from nowhere, in loneliness i dwell, to nowhere.