Leaving the faint traces,
of some diluted thoughts...

It comes suddenly like a flash,
in some intimate moment...

There were two shades of truth.
All the facts were true...

Words were unable to explain
the darkness of unholy marriage...

It was always painful to remember the suicide
of a painter...

When you were searching an answer in
questions...

Have you tasted the silk
in the pit of snakes...

In dark I perceive soundless steps
shifting restlessly...

I was not ready
when the gift arrived...

Without pretension I try to dissect the truth
with a leap of faith...

Repetition of same thought blurs the mind
invalidates the knot...

Totality of your wholeself is condemned
life extracts the price...