A whisper, a breeze, a tickle,pushes me to thunder wordswith passion and frenzy.
I run,I run to escape the descending dawn, I run,I run to escape the encroaching waves of reality,I run,I…
Rain pitter-patters, Lulling me to pensive mood, Engrossed in my thoughts,The mind…
As I take a pause, To contemplate about life, Should I halt or leap,Seeking insight from within…