The full moon was
rising. November nght...

Between the night and day
I will go...

There was no space between
the bonsai...

The trust was intact
but you would not carry...

Mob tries to set
ablaze a Taj Mahal...

Not able to sing?
you have become the song...

One hazel moon
of November. I was thinking...

Standing knee deep in water
invoking the sun god...

Aggravated
injury, after a man tries...

The absolute
had become contentious...

It is now.
The call of unknown...

When?
you were taking lovers...