In arms of the clouds
The moon sleeps with eyes open;
Some glowworms twinkle.

Without sorrows


Who would care of our tears?

Snowflakes

Fall
       At my window


I kiss
         My
              Beloveds

Oh, statue watches;
Time only runs on the road;
A single rose falls

Invisible pins fly
                           Among balloons


None deflates
                           but screeches

I hear tears
             Cry
Like and old leaf
              On the ground

They are snow
          And they live and die in silence

I stand alone
When the gloom of dilemma suffocates me

I'm not heading in the wrong direction
As it has been my passion
And I'm going to my cherished destination

But I stand alone
When I need a hand to cover the distance

What tomorrow unfolds will be in my palms
Still I stand alone
Still I stand alone

rubbing my chin
my mind takes me
takes from me

the ability
to be free
of the ego-maniacal

tyranny

*****-deep
in some fantasy
with some self-absorbed  

me


rather live a dream
than be 'woke'
and un-free


unholy


tears of fire
rain down
on me


thanks to those
who came before
and to those

that even the score

writhing words
snake eyes

a hissing tongue
a snake stomach

unhinged jaw
poisoned tooth

patience
ever patient.