One of those days of random Flickr images and captioning them-
Hazy Shadows disintegrating into the street. Two lights for company or to obliviate it?
Universe on the edge. Bubble burst at the first thought of externalities.
White Swan or Black? Internet is grey.
Path that leads to something. No respite from surrounding. Aim. Shoot.
Deamons in the mind. Shadowy existence. Track-ed life.
Thousand voices roaring. You want to hear them or mute the thoughts?
Looking through the windowsill. Half open. To leave or stay?
Under the flowery bed of dreams. Slept or half awake?
Poems. Books. Travel. Food. 