Ancient minds staring at me, looking with anticipation and disgust wanting me to follow their footsteps carved under the shallow mud water of conventional,imprisoned outlook . They try to thrust my fragile egg shell mind through their illogical discrepancy resulting in excruciation. I park my emotions beside the oceans as i stare under the moon and beneath the stars to experience the felicity.I am a death bird, a naughty night bird, thinking incessantly when the world catch some Z's. Being frantic gives me hope and desire to experience concealed truth and lies. I have kicked expectations, feelings and warmth to experience silent slaying act of emotions and feelings.
I close my eyes and see a naked couple talking the air on the beach, i try to listen to the voice of sea under the soft armor of their branches. Moon staring at them, winking at them over the wailing sound of water, capturing their breath and photographing their soul. Moon fells and egresses the sun, jeopardizing the engrossment of couple. They look at each other with hope- despair, love-hatred, trust- distrust..whom to blame?? Sun or Moon ??
