I will not die
Do not say goodbye
My heart will continue racing
in the night.
I will fight
the eternal fight;
do good deeds,
set things right.
I will not bow
to another man
that I know
will be my shame.
I will carry
this burden so heavy
on my back
until I am clean.

The porcelain
wind of the
moon lifts
it’s wings
of mine
to see
the clouds,
deserts and
dreams of
reality as
one, the
endless
stories of
the green
and golden
fields of
painted
starlight,
the breath
of unspoken
songs in the
conversation
of eyes, too
aerial to be
held, as the
rising, gentle
wind through
the leaves,
and the hair
of lovers in
discovery
of forests
touched
with mist,
rising above
the mountains,
falling as the
song of rain,
they are
rain dancers
who see poetry
as all, and all
is water

Like a forgotten
love child, are you same as
I left you sleeping?

A creeper grows on
your face to steal the tears.
Why karma had failed?

At least a small kiss
of revival of dreams could
have saved the moon!

i was a pretty flower
in the sun

you came
and picked me
by the roots

i was so happy
and i gladly sat
in your windowsill
admiring the view

you stopped
watering me
and the clouds
covered the sun

but i didn't die
i grew spines