Throbbing to seam the
tattered perfection, time is...

To be here,
To listen...

No gender, no male and female.
You’re dissolving in me and I in you...

O my friend,
climb the ladder of eternal friendship...

Hiding in behind
the beauty of your own mask...

Why must we always
pretend in order to be...

Skies are so grey.
It is pouring inside out...

Life is always having somewhere to go,
and when we have nowhere to go...

Without a conscience
there is no consciousness of beauty...

The life's aspiration is to defeat time
in overcoming...

It is not a hundred percent balance
when you do not have any imbalance...

Between now and then
we are forever running...