She puts the knife on the lamb’s throat
but seeing the innocent lamb in the eyes...

He knew everyone but he sank into oblivion.
He knew everything but still had to die...

The penumbra of Illumination.
The echo of birds’ footsteps in silence...

You must find music
from within to be able...

Space is the separation
from us...

I am a bird
in cage...

My poetry is not poetry really,
if poetry is doomed...

Through the lenses of my tears
I could see the world further clear...

They asked a scorpion:
"Why do you eat your mother after she gives you...

If you are rock hard
you break down until you are...

Two hands are knitting time
perpetually...

Let me embrace your pains
you, my brothers and sisters...