-searching-

[pham đuc kim (kim pham)]

I have this urge for identity
My mind's hollowed
My soul under tyranny
Came to a place where silence's its only offered
Pitch black, howling winds…obscured
I feel the frost affection and the pain
Speaks to me like a haunting whisper
While it caresses the emptiness that I can't endure
I ponder upon darkness of night
Caught in the middle of black and white
I found myself more lost, more strange…....

 

[pham đuc kim (kim pham)]

Eyes shut
Searching for a beat
A beam of light
A glimmer of hope
A peaceful place
Where all are encapsulated
In a touch
In a gaze
There
I'd find a rare kind of passion
The passion of night and imagination
Being one.......