Her gesture
had made the desire
and my old will
worked for
...
Some old desire
Distinctly making
Different faces
Dulls a life
...
Eyes waltzed
To favorite smiles
Seen adjusting
The misty mask
...
Why this cozy sigh
Sprouted into a
Warm old goodnight
Is because the
...
Tomorrow may happen
Yesterday doesn’t
Today is fact
So death never changes
...
Climbing constellations
And radiant moonlight
Drift from
Glorious star-shine
...
When the temples thunder
through eyes
with bleeding silence
A soft gaze
...
Out awhile
Some memory pause
Great smile
Knowing mind
...
Jabse tumhe dekha
I am convinced
That nothing is
As enchanting as you
...