In the sunlight of a winter morning
In the late moonlit night of summer
On the bank of a still lake
under a clean autumn sky
...
We all are alloted a death cell
Of flesh and blood and bones
To take birth in the prison
And the pleasure we need
...
Tearing apart the womb ofdarkness
A child of blood red was born,
Without any signs of labour
On the mother's face
...
Yes, a wound is there
In the middle of the heart's delight
Like the face of a sleeping volcano
Yes, a wound is there
...
The sun rises only in dreams
With its golden vigour
Sometimes also the moon
Raining with its silver smile
...
From far far away
Breaking the blockade of noise
On the path of silence
A call of a bird is diving deep
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It was in vain
We tried to introduced each other
Tried to come closer
To fill the gap that silence engulfed
...
In the endless blue
The beauty of fireworks exhibited
There smiled a sparkle of red
The future of earth born unnoticed
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Kill me if you like
If my blood cool down your thirst
But it is just killing yourself
If I am finished.
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We are still not born
Our faces are still buried
in darkness unknown
Though we have painted
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