i have two eyes, but no vision…

C u r i o s i t y…

At the fag end of curiosity

there is often the unexpected boredom…

no wonder kids are curious

and adults, bored…

Playing with shadows…

As a young boy, I could play with shadows for hours…

but now it takes a lot more than that just to pass a day…

Shadows now invoke memories,

Rather than a momentary obstruction to light…

Joy in this urbania,

ends in the reflection of a cat’s eye…

I dont know why logic completely ignores certain people…

♫ daze and nights… where is the song..

its almost over

leaving me alone on the brink

of a new day

i know why the birds scream when they wake up..

because they can..

where did the humor go ..

like a flash it left all of us..

almost like that ant colony

we moved and quickly finished that last morsel..

♫ daze and nights… where is the song….

where exactly did we miss to hear it ..

miss to sing along..