Well thats a use of time you think
Worth spending night for
Going places in your thoughts
Watching all time stop knot

Echoes enchanted in your ears
Colours blasted in your brain
Damaged to beauty
Edge of those pre explored corners

Everything jumps upon
Leaf to leaf, stand to stand
Trials of landed ground of prosperity

A possibility of changed colours
A realm of illuminous lights
Iridescent fights for the brightest one continues
Yet a peaceful clear view

Infinite patterns of schemes of ashes
Or the full world of tranches
Decide to take up or to take down
The way of living or the leaving.

On a scattered highway of rearranged thoughts
All was it, it was all
And in the end colours got brighter and clearer.

Beautiful silence
And those breaths,
Had me going
All for in one,
Happy I was
In search of Constance,
The more I ran
The more It came closer,
A night , a beautiful night
With no fear
No grief, what followed
Was a deep gaol of joy,
Peace was there
And hence everything was there
That silence was the protest for some rest
To escape into the deep world of freedom
In a creative sense of thoughts
Images came, a particular manner
A pattern, which was to be broken
To release us to the ultimate.
A way Thats never ending but rhythmic.!