Depth of these knots are covering the stripes of reflection.
On my celestial soul.
I am one with the eternal,
Still so alone.
Maya eluding the pain in sweet nectar of pleasure.
And I'm growing old.
Light all around where darkness ruled and I am leading the caravan for ethereal beings.
Growls of agony and misery of illusion are on PRIME.
No way out from here OH! this trap is so sublime.
Makers cry and rulers rule.
The agenda is clear.
NO ONE SHOULD ESCAPE.
~R~
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Parquet Dreams
PoetryHave you felt those amazing patterns of love, anger, lust, passion, compassion or any other emotion? In this lyric album I have collected poems of mine which say something to me all the time. And I am sure they will to you too. Cover art is my own...
