My burning moment was
eternity of time in your hands. Can
you shut your eyes to see the world falling?

My abstract was god.
And the pain was very original. It had
no scars. The blood leaks from the heart.

The keynote is in your
brain. Time cheats you. Timelessly
you bid for only love.

We have the same
price. Do not go into the sea. There was
no point to look back again.

The unwritten words
can talk by combatting. The prophecy
speaks in proxy and becomes history.

What was the myth
of collecting all the poisons to **** the
earth? Tools are making a wasteland.

Time speaks, I am
not sure, you have crossed many rivers.
It was the last as an axiom.

A zero can go to
infinity. The demons will come again.
Bells will toll loudly. You **** and make history.

Pray for any religious
ism. I remain in concern to save
humanity. The cheetahs have come.

I always felt somebody
standing by my side to show its
belonging to the moon and ocean.

Last words were thrown
up nonchalantly to invite god. Fever
climbs the iceberg in paroxysm.

Walking on sands leaving
foot marks as if to find the difference
between rhyme and suicide.

The grief was intense
in individualization. I walked on
the singed coals due to rain brutality.

Someone comes from
your back after touching Buddha
in sleep. I did it again. Killed my poem.

A speculation. I am
alone. Who lives for others? A toeless
ghost laughs, but walks very fast.

Water and flares were
walking together. Who survives to
ask the god to give justice?

The deep well of
our pain, shuts and opens. I don't want
to collect the knowledge. It kills.

Love is not yours.
No light helps. It burns the core
of the heart. I have discovered my path.

The silk spreads on
your tongue. No less, it was a lottery
of blood. Not a pathless glory.

Are you going to decimate
the truth? What was ingenuity? Suddenly
an immobile moon.

A dark sunrise. Who
had gathered the sins? Can you
modify the past? Do you still go holistic?