Pain indigo of
half-moon, will travel...

I promise
I will not write your...

I could not mediate.
God died in my home. Osho...

Blue planet
remains sad. Nowadays...

Something was sinister
in beautiful night...

I am hurt, when I
don't know? whom I was...

If you must go
empty-handed, the sacred...

I take the big
space. Coming of age was...

When a poem writes
you, I smell the...

Out of nowhere,
a miracle takes place...

Why do I think
different, gripping senses...

I would be time.
You were the space. It...