Truth in Puddle

Beneath these skies of swirling hues,

A puddle reflects my fractured truth.

Blue and green, yellow and black,

Colors of my destiny, worn and cracked.

I see life’s image in a shallow glass,

A mirror of what sinks beneath, alas.

In the ripples, stories unfold,

Secrets held tight, never told.

Understanding dawns like dawn’s first light,

Breaking shadows, fleeing night.

But in my core, a silent cry,

A key within, that makes me die.

Living in the in-between, dark and glow,

A soul that whispers what I know.

Living in the dawn and dusk,

Silent secrets buried in my trust.

A lily white, a rose so pure,

Life’s delicate, transient allure.

They lie in my hands, fragile, rare,

Tokens of truth I long to share.

Beyond the fog and veiled illusion,

My mind’s a battlefield, a silent revolution.

In darkness and in light, I dwell,

Carrying secrets only time will tell.

(Solo)

Information for longer life is living free

Widout Lieing like begger

Code is in your head and

Realisation is makeing it bigger and bigger