#335 precise days..

We saw That we exist When we knew nothing, But to smile. And we met Our existences When we are on the verge, On the verge of two separate ends.. With our heads Standing nowhere With our veins run dry short of the warmth Of the kindred blood With our pieces split up everywhere and … Continue reading #335 precise days..



When you and me Got caught in drops Drops of water Drops that drop one over the other, Drops of FLOOD, When drops get stronger, The need to push and pull, When drops become WAVES, Every time you and me got caught. When the drops were WAVES, we died and we said we had no … Continue reading FLOODS and WAVES