Abysm

Timorous thoughts
Deep yellowish leaves
Blurry spirits
Philosophy of daily hypothesis
Dairies of empty nights
Fall of morning light
Embracing silent ghosts
A temporary journey
Changing/ shifting
Colors
Autumn of life
Drawing
Dances of a loss exile
Spirits
Gloomy space
After
Dark purity nights.
whims born in shadows
Layers of oblivion
Its cruel languages disappear
Within mirage light.
Velvet sounds
Disappearance veils
Everything is possible
Nothing is possible
Crystals
Life mirrors
Sculpturing with a stone
Its smoke,
Hidden… escaping winds
Maybe I am… you
Thou living
In cloud world
Fed on
Spirits of fog
Destinies
Hidden within darkness .