Where is the art?
For we can break it apart!

Break it into little pieces,
To make it a thesis.

With Creativity, innovation and spirituality,
Brings magic and a new reality!

We can’t deny our love for design,
For it always afloats our mind.

Life would be boring without this,
Please do me a favour and promote it.

Two eyes
    amber sighs
ensconcing empty black

In the blackness
    nothing lies
just myself reflected back

In those limpid
    maple pools
afloats an orb of nearly naught

I pull the thread to
    find the spool
and end up holding knots

Amongst the knots
    a shadow roams
and suffocates the light

Two honey domes
    without a comb
and endless naked night