My mind is often like a large space of odd thoughts scattered memories pure confusion.

A year has passed no difference in the world.
Unending dreams under these neon lights.
Isolated boat in middle of the ocean,unseen horizons.

I have soul of a poet
I see beautiful things in ordinary places
I appreciate every little thing I encounter with
I feel nostalgic when I see lonely deserted places
I crave for the long long empty beaches under the clearest skies
I embrace the choas I find the solace in the midst of blues
I have so many thoughts all at once I don't know how to express myself...