The black man Jazzes
Inferno tangoes my soul...

And this is me:
the Prometheus of poetry...

The entire world
is whitened from within...

Buzz!
This was...

Love brings every side of wounds together
and sew through them with pang...

Every now and then
a poem coiled in scroll of an acumen...

He wished to tell though
he chose silence instead so...

We shut our doors close,
keep checking if they are locked...

In the oscillation of an accordion
we were gasping...

Dewdrops
falling...

When you smile
the white gate of Eden opens...

I awaited whole year
between gloom and light...