Do you feel lonely?

“No.

Do you?” ...

Skies,

May look threatening.

Clouds, ...

Cement, brick, iron.

Close, bar, protect.

“Innocent hearts believe. ...

Siddhartha-like river.

To contemplate drifting days.

A quiet corner, ...

There’s always one,

In every crowd,

Daring to be real. ...

Aging,

Is natural.

Simple, ...

Silver rings,

In different shapes and forms.

Keys unlock doors. ...

Close eyes.

Breathe in deep.

Imagine…

What a scratched,

Rusted,

Old thing you are. ...

No one is peeing cork.

Nothing’s growing, naturally.

Not a miracle disposal system. ...

Ambition grows,

Like a tree.

Alone, stretching, ...

What do you see,

When you look at me?

“Cracks, ...

Distant sunsets,

When life was simpler…

Once upon a time, ...

Little is,

What it seems.

Eyes fool. ...

Summer’s Christmas ornaments.

Dangling,

Waiting, ...

Can’t see you anymore.

You’ve flown.

Only memories remain. ...

Closed, and preparing.

Budding.

Blooming. ...

Even things,

That can’t feel,

Appreciate a thank you, ...

Hot summer day.

Away from crowds.

Umbrella. ...

Hard and soft,

Side by side.

Blemished and carrying signs, ...