Untie the knot, patriarch,
the broken kiss was
intimidating.
...
You have put up the price on your shirt.
I have started seeing the return
of the death instinct. The curtain falls
on profile of joy, of giving away.
...
I am trying to read
your mind.There were open questions
lying in the temple of thoughts.
...
Leaning against the shadow
of self, starting the
monologue. With the fall
I don't want to think of the other.
...
When it is a moonless
Night, you
Start repeating yourself
Like a parakeet.
...
The yellow jasmines
are dead. My ache returns.
My language does't
...
Turning me blue
blithe thoughts had come like snakes
wriggling, biting, leaving tooth marks.
I remained holding a dew drop
...
You used to say, I
was your accident, but you smiled
in unspoken words of pain.
...
You catch the words
in air. Life takes revenge.
Era ends with alter ego.
...
A windless kite was
wavering, like a prayer in sky without
words. Would you come to see me?
...