Fire

Surrounded by the clouds of fire,

Circles within circles around me,

Keeping me warm and suffocating,

Burning my desire to fly, increasing my thirst for air...

Crisis of Self

Am I here?

Who is calling my name?

Am I the one looking for myself?

Isn't it you looking outside the mirror again?

Who are you? 

Or is it me again?

Are we both pretending to be us again? 

Why am I Smiling?

Dreaming big and strange,

surfing the wave of thought,

standing tall beneath the clouds of certainty,

unclear of present,

uncertain of my own reality,

looking for a sign of existence,

hoping for the truth to be revealed, 

shadows of darkness stands besides me in an elevator of time, 

covering the distance of believe, 

reaching the illusion of happiness,

satisfying my lust to masquerade again.

Alone

Smoke of darkness spreading around me slowly; comforting me into disbelieve of existence.

Deep, dark and cold....

Fate by Choice or by Design

Can fate be by choice or is it the work of a designer?

We make the right choice to shape the future... Are we part of the design or the designer?

Currencies of Confrontation

Currencies of Confrontation...

lack of communication is usual suspect for disagreements in relationships, whether personal, professional or institutional. 

We so often forget to define the currency which governs the relations; is it, power, attention, fame, love or simply money that we are seeking in the whole interaction. 

Most of the time relationships are confronted without realizing what we want? 

So many different reasons not to trust, leading to miscommunication and ultimately making it derstandable and unavoidable confrontation.

An Empty Room

My room is empty only filled with the memories of tomorrow 

confined by the limits of my thoughts, who is there?