She waited for the day
caressing her belly
listening to beats of life in it.
Then even her silence was a song
...
When i die, my body would be placed
on a pile of sandalwoods and lit
Then also a koel will sing
from my courtyard branches
...
hopes, hopes, hopes
wings of human life
without it existence
is nothing but a barren land
...
worthful moments are now over
but the fragrance still lingers
...
he came first
at the fixed place
before the fixed time
below the flowery tree
...
you are the colours the painter in me searches for
you are the words the poet in me searches for
...
Dear world..
wait a second and listen to this mad man's footsteps
you can cut my flesh.place it in a plate and eat
you can sqeeze my blood, pour it in a glass and sip
...