While delaying gratification,
you stripped-down...

The pursuit of a rainbow
in the tiger sanctuary...

Reticent were moon, sky and birds.
A pall of gloom spread on the trees...

Poised to confront
the improvised explosive device...

Scythe of a moon
swings, between tall...

A blank paper invites
for rape...

Dismantling?
my temple, brick by brick...

You were still thinking.
Thinking beyond thoughts...

You swirl around
my poems to enter old nest...

Why bewildered?
There is always something...

They had surrounded the tank;
collars on the legs...

The plunging line was?
going deeper, cutting close to...