Face of terror was
chasing you in the dreams and...

The pain out-thinks every moment,
all over the body...

The insult to sober conviction
unsettles the saints...

A self-protecting game was going on.
After the paternity test...

Bring out your integrity
genesis is imploding...

Ending of the thought
does not bring a lull...

The identity moves ahead
of the shadow of truth...

In longest night
of pitch-dark space...

In the untouchable dream,
night floats tugging at my sleeve...

Hold the innocence,
at brink of sliding death...

The rose month is coming
I am not ready to receive the guest...

For a patch of happiness
you rushed into the arms...