

The RunawayWith no name ..The Runaway
No cloths on .. under covers of Steel .. yet ..
No description .. and no mailing address .
And I wait .. confused ! “Don’t wait for an invitation!” .. I whisper to myself .. but then .. I wait.
And I Look .. with lust ! “Don’t wait .. there is no invitation .. not yet” .. I whisper .. but then .. I keep looking. And .. Uncovered .. in the far corner .. A heart of yours, but a heart of stone .
I am not invited .. not yet .. but then .. I am a party crasher.


LOOK over your ShoulderMood…LOOK over your Shoulder
Mine specifically is really surfing along the Monsoon Winds these days…thought is was a momentum phase, but I am very sorry to say that it has been like that for some considerable time “decades” including my past life as a newspaper. I will take this very rare chance and allow myself to start exploring the dark rooms of this world of mine…
And here it goes…though I never believed it can coexist with my earthly expectations…my great ones of a perfect one of course ! Sadly and to my disappointment wondering around with a heart full of innocence was no good after all…TO BE is TO BECOME and not to be oneself&


The UncertaintySometimes it is blurry up there ... or ... do I want to keep it this way..? It is just more relaxing to find out that you belong to your self ..keeping it within and digging it up quietly...for never being able to avoid the inevitable gives me the CREEPS most of the time .. and here I am trying to avoid it once more ... me , my self and what is going inside are thoughts and may be dreams on paper or merely in the void, it will still hang up in there blurry as it is .. or as I want it to be..........but at least ......warm & sweet.The Uncertainty


And Then... We GoTogether we were... I see you, but... you do not see me.And Then... We Go
Bare skinned I was in the darkest night, and there you were on the right...
Oh Please! Do not look at me with those eyes... because you might, and... I may might.
Together we are not ...your eyes are not...
Long Journey it was... Indeed
Days go by and flow... and flow
And then...we go.
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**From Santi's Earthly Tomb with Demon's Hole
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