Dying with minutes
in dark, when the sun...

Unsung, the crazed,
follows an ailing Buddha...

The soft pain lashes
in a bizarre manner. You...

Like clones, your hands
embrace, winding up...

I was hurt,
I speak...

To break free from
existential spin, I will...

Spider weaves the
net. You walk in the named...

Like a forgotten
love child, are you same as...

Love hours.
When you cover your...

Leave me by me.
I was an onlooker in...

It were not you
at the end of poem. Something...

December moon
and you, not to blink for a...