Two stones,
snarling in the water’s throat,
grinding centuries into dust-

clack, clash, crack,

they rage like teeth in a skull that won’t shut.

The river hisses,
foam frothing with laughter,
every strike a scream,
every scrape a hymn
to stubbornness and violence disguised as love.

Time gnaws them both-
edges bleed away,
sharpness eaten by the current,
yet they will not let go.

They hammer, they bruise, they blister,
until friction becomes fire
and fire becomes silence.

And then-
astonishment!
the two are no longer two.

The seams vanish,
their quarrel dissolves into bone-deep unity.

One stone,

heavy as a verdict,
drops to the riverbed.

Water shudders.

The stream stumbles sideways,
bends its silver spine,
and life-green, crawling, flowering life-
spills into a valley that never knew its thirst.

Children of reeds rise,
fish dare the shadows,
roots taste the new wet earth,
and the world begins again-

because two stones could not stop
crashing
until they became
one.

She spoke in riddles, like shadows on the cave wall
He reached for forms, beyond the rise and fall
They met where being touches not-being’s edge
He kissed her silence, like flame upon a ledge

Two halves unwhole, in love’s eternal blur
From chaos born, and to the void they go

He built his truths on marble and despair
She whispered, “Nothing stays, not even air.”

And time, the thief, unbraided what they were
Two halves unwhole, in love’s eternal blur
From chaos born, and to the void they go
Still searching for the name the soul once knew to know

Now she dreams in water, he fades in stone
A philosopher’s truth: we’re always alone
But in that loneliness, a spark remains
The love that never dies, just changes names.

You stood in the doorway, the storm in your hair
No words between us, just the cold in the air
Your eyes like the grey, just before it breaks
And I knew in that moment, what silence takes

Rain keeps the silence, falling like truth
Washing the footprints we left in our youth
I reach for the sky that won’t come again
You’re gone with the thunder, and I’m just the rain

The sky keeps on weeping, as if it knows
The ache in my chest where your shadow grows
I whispered your name but the wind turned away
Some feelings don’t leave, they just learn to stay

Turned away, turned away..

Rain keeps the silence, soft as your breath
Drenched in the memory of what’s been left
And if you should wonder why skies remain grey
It’s me in the downpour, fading away.

Fading away, turned away..

He searches for a love that whispers to his head.
In his soul, a beacon burns, a longing for a life,
Where love is not a fleeting ghost, but real and true and bright,
A star to guide him through the endless, darkest night.

But lo! The gangs of chaos rise, their eyes ablaze with hate,
They seek to crush the seeker’s dream, to seal his tender fate.
With fists of iron and hearts of stone, they stand in his way,
Yet he will strive, with all his might, for love will find a way.

He will rise above the crowd, his vision clear and pure,
For love is not a simple prize, but a journey to endure.

And in the end, he knows that love will conquer all the strife,
Yet in its glow, he’ll find his way, his beacon, his true life.

Stars grow beneath the soil,
whispers rising from the roots
like memories returning home.
I breathe in truth,
slowly, like dawn.
I rise, I rise
the silence breaks
like waves in spring.
There stands a mountain
carved from freedom, veiled in wind,
alive with the songs of awakening.
Our eyes meet in courage,
our voices braided in light.

No shortcuts, no bribes, just truth and skill,
Real-time data, a lab with will.
Clarity, trust, no hidden game,
Breaking the mold, redefining the name.

Let’s build bridges over the river of tears,
Let’s sow tomorrow in empty places.
Let the wind carry dreams far away,
A new world is born in our hearts.

Fate and time are in our hands,
The earth changes when I change.
When the light in our eyes has faded somewhere,
Let’s ignite a new flame in our hearts.