Painting days which stand alone Drawing history behind Me while catching blue my zone, Wondering through space of mind. Daily news which speak so loud.
I am painting, evasively, lines on the paper… My thoughts reflect overseas, the wonders gather in me watching how time is tying the magic in
Knocking on doors with no answersPounding on hatches of thoughts;Wind blowing hard over chancesWhile sitting here pointing dots. Knocking to gates of the years,Passing the
Dear math lovers, for today I have been playing with this set of numbers. Have a try and I assure you that it will be
Little boy found hard to cope itAll the struggle strangled his dream.Looking forward to a meanTo embrace his thoughts to zenith. Thinking more and more
Dimineață liniștită, îmi scrisesem pe gulerul visului când alergam printre coridoarele timpului înghesuit în naveta Mansfield-Chesterfield, înghițind câteva picături de rasism rafinat printre picături de