October dusk breeze is much more than itself –It takes my poet towards the wrench skiesI dare not to let it anywhere...
Do not open for visits, let it stay hushed like my heart! The mausoleum of your memory – crushed – my heart!...
Archived, I put myself asideTurned soilAnd gave in to themMy body to spoil.The visible darkness syncing with the mossy earthUnruffled…sighed.Wonder struck,My soul...
He was chained,For a crime he committed,Most loathed and infernal,In the eyes of all the gods,He was chained to mountains,And they put...
Oh, my white swan,Why are you so mute?You seldom twitter to others I know thatMysterious, enigmatic, and sacredBut I understand your silence...
When this is over I want to see you again Like fresh a lotus I want to feel you Cup your face...