Different hues were lit up.
A water drop falls on my lips...

The sludge rattles as you tilt on one side
heat and dust swirl around you...

A gasping confession
of a pubescent fault...

Children of sorrow gnaw into their thumbs.
Nowhere to go...

A killer moon
blinks...

Fear is on rise.
How long would you live with that...

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

Watching the descent
without god...

An alien feeling
of weird dreams...

Between the blue eyes,
wind smeared a hot kiss...

Sometimes
you want to shut the book...

I don't hear
I don't speak...