Creation

by August 9, 2010 0 comments

Selfish, doubts, smiles and
Uncanny ability to laugh at crowds
An artist dies to create an art
in between clouds.

I don’t understand and
in not understanding
I may even understand.

They never know
Simplicity
Is no longer
The beauty
As beauty
Lies in struggling
and life
is madness
as if there is dancing
clouds of smoke
in between your
fingers
and life
smiles at me.
when I see
emptiness
despair,
pointing
large fingers
at the things
which
I create.

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