Screams of those dismantled bodies
are now resting in silence, the water of
the river has washed the blood and the
dreams of those men who declared
...
I am that dream which you
have left behind since you
thought some dreams are
unreachable
...
two birds left me clues
about life and laughter
a tiny wriggling worm
...
I didn't spin dreams before I met you;
but those proved false and illusions too.
I wondered if life has a story to share...
Something fairy-tale-like: precious and rare.
...
mystic or just my presence
in this world of life
once there were powers within
...
Will the honey bees know that I have
destroyed their hive to suck the sweet liquid?
Few would come back to see the hive gone,
...
I need the wind to tell me that
the meeting can never happen
I miss the wind
...
If today my mother was on earth,
if she was with me now, I would
have suggested her a visit.
...
We all are there, we are
walking through that road
white hairs show up, the bed
...