Reticent were moon, sky and birds. A pall of gloom spread on the trees. Stoically I rode on the wings of pain, to watch the…
Comments closedReticent were moon, sky and birds. A pall of gloom spread on the trees. Stoically I rode on the wings of pain, to watch the…
Comments closedThis night of the long vigil has betrayed my soul. Columns of smoke arise from the landscape of shrines. There is no need now, to…
Comments closedHe did not depart or reached anywhere, and did not realize himself. When words could not find the meaning, where the man will go? He…
Comments closedThe wheels find, the track on my body, why do I shiver & tremble? The night gives me the depth, a grim reminder of realism.…
Comments closedMovement spurts the truth- an endless journey. The constant search for beliefs creates confusion. Craving and wanting generates more conflicts. The meaningless life drifts. Can…
Comments closedMy garden cries for no reason. Kindness melts into a rain of twisted petals. And that is it. Alone I whisper the translucent words, watching…
Comments closedI stay connected out of the body, with fireworks, to widen the relativity, to read the language of fear. Death of a tree was mourned…
Comments closedThis world was too much. in him. Sometimes he wanted to go insane. (He was talking to himself) . He cared too much of things…
Comments closedConfessional truth is not my aggressive ego, it is my fault. The resolution of my conflicts with time, the smell of the broken limbs, my…
Comments closedGive me your lips I have to drink the dark night. It is the final assault for tomorrow. The idea becomes a journey. I have…
Comments closedHow to begin the journey of truth? it was moving away from all paths. No concrete answers were there, questions loomed large, a moaning confusion…
Comments closedDying daily in eternity for it to be, a tear dropp held all the pain of life. You were lost in words, between the phrases…
Comments closedLife invades the truth. Who cares? The night was thin, my eyes will search for stars. Now pain travels, backward from a smile? A myth…
Comments closedWhen your lies pretend to be truths, Your house becomes full of cadavers. The reticent progeny, you abandoned at birth, strikes. My hands bleed, lifting…
Comments closedSomewhere the truth lies still and frozen why can’t we measure ourselves? Measure the unseen depth? Not for gain, not for bliss. For inner tranquility,…
Comments closedMob hurts you when you were standing alone in a crowd. Bending like blade of grass you accepted the rocks. Your inner world broke down.…
Comments closedFor the sake of lake, I climbed on the weeping hills to see the other side of moon. The precipice of hunger weighs heavily on…
Comments closedWhere death and exotica meet, life stands naked in midst of our sacred hymns, Shadow fighting is not actuality. An essay on truth fades. Someday…
Comments closedA lifetime with a classic pain, does not give me peace or freedom. Blind ideas scream, breaking the antique silence. Becoming was not, the ending…
Comments closedWhole world hides in your liquid eyes, I need to return to my consciousness, to change my verse. The dry air has wiped out the…
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