Kid

"Kuchiku"- i say to the small kid sitting next to me, her eyes broaden as she continously looks at me. Her small fragile hand tries to reach my cheek. Very curious she is, as all kids are. This curiosity is so absurd, absolutely like breathing process is.

Don't know

You tried to figure out,

everything that is mixed should be seperated and seperated should be made even to smoothen the surface...

got a lot satisfied or not?

never you say
and never you may
say that 'never say never'

but forever you glide on the retrospective sheets
you childish imagination peeps
through the time shadow, shades of the time to come

you always see the past...the light giving you knowledge takes time too...

and its only a matter of time before you will know what mattered was nothing but time only.