‘Impalpable,

to wander throughout my vein,
as slowly I stream with their waves.
with shadows under my soul
so often I know my life in vain.
Yet, unknown, but felt from within,
does my soul express its emotion.
feeling the relentless pursuit
of the drawings that brightens my path.
to uncover the artist in a merely play
as it reveals itself to my sight.
In a fortnight of life, with only one truth,
do I relentless open my curtains in light.



 

‘This Sunday,

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