Depression.
As a lonely soul i breathe, involuntry action. Can't stop it. Suffocation. Clausterphobia.
Beautiful, little statues of gold; guardians of the Pharohs. Silly.
Colossal amount of clay, structured finely into a prism. Covered by limestone, a type of lamination, protecting it from wind erosion. Now just a heap of clay, with tunnels, too small for a person to stand straight. Suffocation. Pyramids.
Opposite blue wall. Three pictures hug. Two of me, one of my sister.
Middle Picture. Smiling, mouth wide open. A U shaped mouth, a little tongue sticking out. Smiling, without thought, without any fears, without any lost dreams and people. A fountain on her head, covered withthick lush black hair. Khajjur ka darukht, Palm tree. Baby me. Choti Shellu.
A black picture, incompleted white circles. A Traffic light, All three notches red. Stop. People always leave.
Trees dancing rhythmically. Left to right, shaking their heads as if waving a farewell. Wind.
I feel like a broken phrase, too complicated to be finished.
Blog.
Beautiful, little statues of gold; guardians of the Pharohs. Silly.
Colossal amount of clay, structured finely into a prism. Covered by limestone, a type of lamination, protecting it from wind erosion. Now just a heap of clay, with tunnels, too small for a person to stand straight. Suffocation. Pyramids.
Opposite blue wall. Three pictures hug. Two of me, one of my sister.
Middle Picture. Smiling, mouth wide open. A U shaped mouth, a little tongue sticking out. Smiling, without thought, without any fears, without any lost dreams and people. A fountain on her head, covered withthick lush black hair. Khajjur ka darukht, Palm tree. Baby me. Choti Shellu.
A black picture, incompleted white circles. A Traffic light, All three notches red. Stop. People always leave.
Trees dancing rhythmically. Left to right, shaking their heads as if waving a farewell. Wind.
I feel like a broken phrase, too complicated to be finished.
Blog.
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