I am trying to do my bit,
nonpareil. A soundproof doer...

The hunger was scouring
each house- in utopia...

The words had started to fail me.
There was always an ‘if...

Unfazed you stand in-
a drizzle, to locate the...

Not giving or taking.
I will share you...

For the beasts and men,
a transition will not work...

An amniotic fluid initiates
the moon to the thunderstorm...

Nestling in the arms of
blue sky, a young moon was asking...

This was a twisted ladder
for reduction of poverty...

This was not a witch
or witchcraft, striking...

Why do I give you the bliss?
of my poverty...

Not settled anytime
between a beast, an angel and the man...