I am a nomad who wish not to be a nomad. I loiter around my own solitude with eyes wide open towards a guest unexpected. I love with passion and feel the pain with total devotion. My heart is not too far away from a quick smile and a silent tear. I live life like as if... I lost sense of time
I slip in to your hands before I slide in to my mother embrace I seek freedom in this world though your confidence and courage Let your hands caresses me but not kill For even God could not fathom what went wrong with his will