Art Nouveau and the Arts & Crafts Movement

We live our deaths
To snuff out lives
With razor fangs
We need not knives

Sensing your breathing
to feel the heat of your passions
My dreams are confidential
but I know that I can rely on your discretion
We are twin soul
soulmate…

Invite to private viewing

kissing passionately
I can still vividly remember
at that moment
your sense of magic
had brought me closer to you
snuggled close up
sweet surrender!

the change of season, it undermines her core
the torments of the damned
never ends
Clairvoyants weeping silently
The life had fallen silent
Despair blind her

I asked, "There is a strange inhuman sound?"
God said,’‘Divine love is completely and absolutely unconditional.I gave my children unconditional love"

a constricted vision of the world
when the sun reclines
the night consumes light
geological epochs
epochs fly
the time blinded by a thousand dying suns

she has been waiting for the candle to burn with a bright flame
‘There you are,’ said a voice behind her.
she snuffed out a candle but a hope flamed in her

your responsibility being a mother is a different story but I remembered you were talking about your dreams!

Don’t interfere in what doesn’t concern you

Pieces of wreckage
rusted door
a few scattered settlements
an old dream rusting away outside
eradication extirpate
abolition terminated?
extermination life will cease

the rise in inhumanity was just one symptom of the poor state of the world
were we telling us that these symptoms were just figment of our imagination?
man’s inhumanity to man

"I couldn’t resist the temptation to hold you."
"Not as well as but i can understand your feeling its not easy to believe how an angel could love to human but it’s true. I have fallen for you"

the immediate future is clear, but it’s hard to tell what lies beyond
is revolution is near around us?
the world still bears the scars of war
racism has been a scar on the humanity

"panentheism?
or pantheism?"
"body and soul,
mind -god
body – Jesus
soul – spirit
trinity!
father, son, spirit
past, present and future!"

Sundial and Earth’s rotation
analemma in contempt their treatment towards life was beneath contempt?
the scintillating and cerulean haze
tenebrous mist
ambient gelidity
elliptical avail

Hopes for the missing humanity is fading
there is little hope that they will be found alive
we have given up hope of finding any more survivors
the future is not without hope

Colour of my dream
eyes..
hallucinations start to fade
there are many dreams
but there’s no sound
I can feel the wind
Underneath my feet…

I’m walking here with nothing to hide
I’m feeling i m alike the clown that whom walking in the steps of my shadow
Empty endless shore, a thousand miles to go