Unravished the
black moon was down...

Between ethics and
ethos, your truth is very sad. The...

Disappointed.
I look at my hands to...

Wanted to dip my
pen in light and draw...

What an artifice. The
invisible becomes visible. I am not...

Transparency.
Where were you in dark...

Supernova of love.
The black light. Was it a biographical...

Learning the art
of dying, cheating the ghosts...

Nothing to put in
words. You had placed...

Sometimes I will
miss you badly. You won't cry...

The orphan asked
grim reaper, do we live...

I stand in middle
of water and juxta pose the days...