O my love nobody
but you will sleep in my dreams,
till I come back from the river.

The candle will burn
to lighten the stairs all night.
I was coming empty hands.

My songs have gone
to jungle to collect black berries.
for my keeping goddess.

I carry no name.
You dream my poem to search
me in your heart.

The violence of muted
dialogues tear the atmosphere of
unknown pains.

Small words pull you
to dissect the lust of untouched
moons. I want to live again.

I was your religion.
Nothing was to be done, standing beyond
the touch down in knee deep water.

Talking to sun, about mantras.
Why was god breathing heavily?
What was to become obsolete?

You are carrying the burden
ofbroken heart. The sheep were running
in rain. Do you think the moment has come?

It was not opulence.
Black widow eats the mate after
the love. Cannibalism has gone very high!

Will you cheat on me?
I ask the moon after the consecration
of a fallen comet on pyre.

A devout was smearing
the dust, after the white elephant
had trampled the clay temple.

I will go Buddha.
Ethically I stop growing. Looking
at youI I go blank. No thoughts.

Playing with zeroes
I am numberless. No length.
No height. I amin suspension.

Cannot touch you.
Face. Eyes. Lips. You don't hear.
soundless words wearing a mask.

Strang, nobody speaks
lie. A poem to Venus, in the land
of flames. Like you wanted to think.

It wasfever. Can
you twist the moon? I was waiting
for something unheard. I die daily.

Akhmatova, don't cry.
I still read you daily. Did we
know each other from other life?

A windless kite was
wavering, like a prayer in sky without
words. Would you come to see me?

How do we shake
hands without fingers.? Can you
write your name on wet sands?

O diva, the road stops
here and thereafter is deep gorge.
At the bottom you stand waving.