My black days spill over
white hot
full of sparks that burn instantly
Monocast in hearts
Ductile to life's incessant blows of futility
Black days dance
fluid in regidity
My black days consume me
Take me to the place
where the past , the present , and the future become one eternity

"Wait"
is not just an action
it's a feeling,
without any reason
irrespective of the season
often hard to be beaten...
if ends for one,
arises for other one...

On a cool and sunny October day,
I sit on the dock with my niece.
The water is calm.
A palette of orange and red fills the trees.

I pick up my guitar
and together we sing a song.

For three minutes and eight seconds
There is no stress, anger or frustration.
There is no injustice or inequity.
There are no burning existential questions.

There is only the sweet sound of music,
filling the autumn air.
While nature dances around us.

If only more in life could be
this beautiful.

Human desires to
Food,
Lust for ***,
Power,
Fame,
Not normal.
Try to control this
Madness
Or
Regret.
10/10/2019

Your past is not a life sentence,
Accept it as a lesson and move on.
8/10/2019