I look more aged
in my passport size photograph...

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

You carry my burden of yesteryears.
Dust has thickened along your folds, yet...

Three equal arms
of a symmetric 'Y...

One lazy afternoon
my door creaked...

I don't grumble anymore,
why our love has gone astray...

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

I feel too sluggish
for the New Year...

Early morning wind
brush my jacket...

The bus freed up whiffs of gasoline.
Sitting next to me, an aged passenger...

Flanked by bushes, depressing trunks,
the path ahead appears tapered...

The vapor sacks
dwelling places of my clairvoyant thoughts...