Life is silencing
demons
Disregarding
Unwanted ways
healing wounds
And joining hearts.

WAter
BAdges
BRain, dotted lines
Wounds
broom
blood
mute.
Breaking down
the doors of
finished products.
Flying timeless
one project over
other project.

Time
Project
Bomb
Explode.

It is,
Sitting helpless
at the edges of'
each steps
Gathering silences.
Mocking at oneself
for wishing jooin
fire and water.

To fool oneself
into unreal
reality.

To stop from
truth for the
sake of faith.
IT is tears
Wasted on the
Shores of beauty.
For you have
passed prisons
to reach a
Stone.