Bobbing flight, dips out of sight, and up – ‘peep bo!’ then duck below. Perching on the pile of muck, wagging tail perfect stance to give a chance for photo-shot.
Medieval stones wind upon fern-covered paths; time constructing tunnels of leaves and moss. Through ancient windtunnels, your voice echoes forever upon a scale of notes.
The earthly attractions P K Routray Man does miracles thanks to his science reaches the Moon, the Mars in a moment crosses around the globe can destroy the earth. can the science remove
There once was a genie trapped in a bottle. And there was also a man, trapped in his mind... Whatever their predicament, they were two different beings trapped in the wrong world.
“We all sin." “But not all are damned, son.” John tips his hat to the salesman and sets on down the road, not pausing as he bids his adieu. “Not all, but some.”
At a burial ground P K Routray In an off day for an experimental experience Arrived at a Hindu burial ground, in a small town to spend time as long as I can to my heart’s content
Falling out of faith Catch me if you can Give all this madness All this pain Some sort of plan The sickness drags me down As I fight to get back to the top One breath of air
Build her up Break her down It’s no surprise She doesn’t want him around A beautiful love Gone terribly wrong She never thought she would sing
Love lingers softly Fingertips tracing Outlines Breathe into my soul Life Light Still shines Like the morning sun Entwine me In hope Love everlasting
Just Hoovered a little bit of this, and a little bit of that.