Maiden debut of a scribbling!

Tabloid of expressions

Like quicksilver,
this comes oblivious
My dispositions,
for a moment or so...

Peeping in, maybe just playfully
and how visible Life gets to us
the very esscence of it...
for a Moment or so....
or maybe for a Moment or so...

And now I see, that it's me who,
wants to write, or maybe now,
wants to theorize, or maybe now,
wants to sculpt, or maybe now,
wants to compose, or maybe now,
wants to discover...

And like quicksilver,
this Lifes bygone
we all seek horizon...
hungry for expression...

--a.k.a Natraz in Offline World