Reality is not real

The inspiration diesAll the time in the worldIs never enoughThe food loses its spice,the river floodsthe fire burnsthe dust settles,the smoke fills the airThunder glitters the sky,the land slides.A small child criesThe sun setsThe gloom steps inAn adult hides,the sourness staysThe prices risesmarket fallsdebts increases,Diseases spread aroundWorld is falling apart.Everyone is going backIt is true but not.Nothing really existsIllusions dive in. Continue reading Reality is not real

Word Power #Poetry

Writing is liberating.Each word part of my heartbeat. It makes time stops.And then, one must regroupto get back to life’s reality. Scribing puts writer into a vortexthat carries oneinto new visions, divinely.It’s window that when readcan provide views of understanding. Writing is a companionwho allows you tospeak freely anytime.It’s a voice buried in wordsthat gets ignited as one connects. Scribing are words that hugin middle … Continue reading Word Power #Poetry