Man becomes a bee
assaulting a rosebud...

Half acting you take
the broom for the journey...

Your face had only the
eyes, when you flew backwards...

Remarkably steadfast, the
mighty oak was standing up, as...

After a sacred kill
you thrived in scriptures...

Do not give credence
to mundanity. An iconic...

The bio sheet remains
incomplete...

The green hills are drinking
the clouds...

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

Walk with me, till moon rises
on the griefs of the dark...

Like a blood sport
you play with me...

There was peace
without scapegoats...