( Earlier this was "For you, my...
I cherish the thirst...

( This is a modified version of my earlier piece...
Drenched world...

The piece is dedicated to the tribal community in...
I became hypnotized...

Only a breeze dares to whisper.
Occupied birds wrangle...

( In memory of my loving father.)
He hummed melancholy notes...

Nights soughed sweet nothings
Days were walking hand in hand...

I'm no Columbus
on a Santa Maria...

[ The piece is dedicated to the iron will of a...
This piece is not related to any particular sect...

Clips of a terror campaign
were on TV, that day...

You massage me,
lay me centered...

Purloined corpses
dragged from...

Tonight, I had to depend on a skinny white candle
to light up my thoughts...