After sipping
Drop after drop,
And surviving
After a fight against Death,
...
In front of the Savours
Was placed a trash container
By the municipality,
The people came and went back
...
Tonight sleep shall not overwhelmed me,
Second by second the night will slip to that morn,
And then there will be no morn in my fate.
...
In my early days of childhood, I beheld a man,
He was in eighties with thin wobbly, shaky legs,
Slits slots were on his heels, broken were his boots.
...
The night is waning, consuming itself,
All residents of the world,
Are latent, resting their heads
Upon the arms but here far away from her
...
An old-man after the burial of two sons,
A daughter and his aged faithful wife,
Began to search contents of the cottage,
With anxious perturbed eyes
...
When the hot winds blow and trees beep,
The snow clad peaks melt as if they weep,
The icy water trickles, falls gushing down,
From the rocks crimson, grey and brown,
...
My Enemy!
Have you forsaken reading
The writes on the hems of petals
With the hands of dew?
...