In a starry night
an adolescent thought starts...

It was the interplay
between shadow and moon...

You come like undersea
quake, hitting...

I am lifting
your blood-soaked shirt...

He used to dream
of date palms, covering...

The most wanted moon
was writhing...

Between a calm and a thunder,
I amputate my days, from the mediocre life of...

Half the night for you
half the night for me...

We will talk about
life and death, standing on...

Don't bury my pain
in your sad blinking eyes...

The knot was broken
from the waist...

With silver spoon, I
cannot eat your words...