An aubade, I will not be
able to sing. Have you got a
Midas touch? I ask my love.

Trying to become whole.
Will you keep me in your heart?
When identity fails you become human.

Searching for common traits
in us, when the country suffers,
Why did we find deep pains?

You try to get back at me
by placing the ultimate truth in the
crucible to sit on the flame.

I want to become confessional,
accepting my fall to behave like
half-human breaking the oath.

You want to prove that
everything is black. All the tragedies
are meant for me. I decode god - as rejected...

Not an idiom. It was
a conversation with self. You cannot
turn your eyes away from black moon.

Truth remains impersonal
Can you fight with your alienation?
Were you ready to discover love's pain?

The death of a bo tree
reminds you Buddha? Why not a genius
is born now? Will you destroy yourself?

A ***** drags you
to smell the identity of Neanderthal.
How will you define the small human?

Now as I am hurt
I collect my poems from nostalgia.
The olive has the magic. This is not true.

I have to win at any
cost. Will you die for a lie? There
was no afterword after the ****.

What did I ask you,
O celibate? I am already divided
equal to half- self, at par with the half-humanoid.

You live in my eyes to navigate
for me, without any destination. From tongue to
tongue, we exchanged our saliva.

The vitreous lips were full
of blood, left the bold imprints on the
every page of the turbulent life.

Half -minded. It was raining
red. The vampire was getting ready.
My home was burning.

Disinvesting my love. The
road in my heart goes to the river. The
slender moon is sad. Negotiation drops

I am dragging a broken
pillar. Your body becomes bone china.
I clan write the ****** dates.

Telling not, was safe
like the trans, was polarizing the
eyes. The ingenuity betrays.

I start trembling in
the unchanged heart. I want the proximity
of the flame. Let some light burn.

Who impacts the moon?
I prepare myself for a violent break.
And again start moving away from myself.