wind in the trees,

                                        only seen by the effect
                                        remains of a day..

    life, 
    stands still
    details, once faded
    tingle.. sparkle timid
    whisper warmth.. sweet loneliness
    my second spring 
    painted..

    m. kamel

    still life by: Nihad Wicho

                         

   Andy Warhol-esque..

 






   such a fleeting thing
   you see it there fluttering, for a moment
   then it's gone

     
why are there trees i never walk under?

     the echoing green..

..

            approaching stranger..
         your abandoned shadow
         in the red of the evening..