The numbers designate themselves
With colours primary
And then my thoughts turn themselves
To solving binary

i think of the binary colours black white, light shadow yes no
idea or not, spark or not...happiness or depression
2014-07-19

This gift that sits on my right hand
Does always fight the left
So in a daze it leaves me be
And also quite bereft

it sounds to me, very enigmatic, very much, it is even bewildering
how one can not be plain and uniform to oneself

I calculate a simple sum
Of numbers rather plain
But then my right gift overtakes
And proves to be my bane

it looks like there is study on brain to do but now it is clear, as if the head have multifunctionning that do not cope together and provokes psychological perplexity
2014-07-19

F.i.in.e Moods
I very much enjoy your way to immerse the reader into the moment with your words... a sort of conflict comes through, but a weightier hope that there's a strength in it that keeps the character going, like there are greater beauties around to annul the not so good that seems to pervade at times. I like that feeling, very nice writing, as always - thanks.
2014-07-19

Farag M. Afify
Hi ttius .. really nice song .. I wish you have a profile on sound-cloud .. to listen for a part of your poetic words or music.

Farag
2014-07-18