The shadow of the
dark alleys of a mind,
the gibberish of a
creature of queer denizen
...
Who is more beautiful
we or our mind?
Should we tell the truth openly
or bite one from behind?
...
Where I want to live
with you my seventh heaven,
is not far from this everyday
life, but very near to it..
...
When the sun has set
I forgot to see,
or was obsessed in
another whim,
...
I feel along my veins, my blood,
I'm a fortunate one who loves
his mother tongue!
My heart leaps up in boundless joy
...
It's not strange, not queer,
not a matter to heave a sigh.
I'm very near, near,
near to death, I may die.
...
Every night my wistful eyes
Waited for, not for other guys
But you, my dark prince.
You know what it means!
...
The clouds rushed towards me
With thousand drops of rain.
And burst with lightning and
Thunder to wipe my sweat and pain.
...
You set fire sitting under the
Scorching heat of midday sun.
But, you watch the warmth
Running within my lost love.
...