What the stars do

If you ever saw it,

The way I do,

You’d see all the pieces knit,

Of this sky of mine,

Which has lost its blue.

But this sky,

you’d then know,

with darkness met,

not to die,

but to teach me,

what the stars do.


grayscale photography of man and woman

Hope is a bluff

The smile, just a mask

Love is an act

And life, just an illusion


lowm angle photography of high rise concrete building

Million millions of points make this earth

Our earth but itself a point,

Your struggles might seem like the end of the world.

Let be this end, oh lord let him see,

the one with no sight.


fashion photography of woman hands on chin with glitter makeup

To the cosmos hovering

Over my nose

Guide the me all shattered from

Head to toes

What you got in plans for me

Where’d it take me, my destiny

As I gaze up in awe

To see what I never saw

Its all what you make

All of what, they call, is fate

Too cliché

Life is too short to care…?

portrait of a young woman in forest

Life which seemed too short to care

Starts to seem longer

when there is no one to care.





Sometimes,  until tomorrow

is longer than the forever

of today.

Demon and good


Little good resides,even in the demon,

A little demon, in every good.

It’s dark, in the depths of every core,

Hides a dim Sun, under every hood.



Life goes on….

But just until a dusk

Which meets no dawn.

You’d know it was short

But not until it’s gone….

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