The Puppeteer Dr Naila Hina
The Puppeteer Dr Naila Hina
The puppeteer
Stands alone under
The cold sun.
Unfeeling the sparks
And all the lights
He cannot see
Under the grey sky,
Watching the runway
Bridges and sea
The journey continues
Enchanted by rough times
Potential complexity
Love is in tradition
Dancing with the leaves
And stars of the night
Colours on the Norwegian
Skies, Polarized rainbow
Six months of day and night
Everything was in my hands,
Everything I gave away
By myself in search of love
And walked alone hurriedly,
Only to find out that
Love is just an illusion