Complex are the ways of life.
Difficult it is to describe them in Black & White.
Emotions are many; Words are few.
And those who know them are far and few
Life is a book of poems; And this is mine.
Beautiful or ugly, you determine.
The Love of the abstract, the animate & the inanimate glitter in my dreams;
I am the agent of Love, and my contract is to hack your dreams;
Enjoy the Love in this book of poems, where my dreams shall date your dreams!