Between, beyond
This midnight lure of blacknessvoids above, rest crammedbetween the luminosity of stately stars,brim with curiosity of feeble flares. Voids above rest crammed,an ancient canvas for the birthof stars; abundant matter […]
This midnight lure of blacknessvoids above, rest crammedbetween the luminosity of stately stars,brim with curiosity of feeble flares. Voids above rest crammed,an ancient canvas for the birthof stars; abundant matter […]
Senseless scimitars of shadowed words Is it always black or white? He pander hate for highest bidder Politics consists of brandished swords Is it always black or white? what happened […]
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis
Now we see through a glass, darkly
rejuvenatement - not retirement
words and scribble.
The Quantumverse
Poetry, Photography, haiku, Life, word play, puns, free verse
About fantastical places and other stuff