somaari

Life.... vague?...absurd?,  or?   call  it, cry out, shout at... by whatever name you know of, hollow, meaningless, like a perched stream. life.... yet  is too elusive to be lived but lives are rare  as  bare as scare! lines scripted  in a perplexed mood. honestly...a riddle, but not a psam with greed... but be as patient as an idiot, take a lethargic look at it please...decode.... the cryptographic script a puzzle or a riddle you may like the the disconnected lyrics like disconnected gruntings of baby in the cradle  or orphaned scattered bricks of the ruined fort, oh.. a precious monument indeed. yes.. it is a trick.. trickles from the endless oblivion sounds a note of notation hapazardly arranged to give a sense satisfaction of hollowness, or nothingness a confused stress or to sound more musical mess may never be  as an aesthetic...