Long lost stars of sky
Still staring at us and gleam -
Like beloved dead

I'm the two year old
With white hair and wrinkly skin-
Mother's eyes' magic

stern King of days and
sensuous Queen of nights
of Heavenly kingdoms
mating in the sky  
staring above is not wise -
as they may get shy

Wrapped in cloths I watched
Shedding everything she stood -
Foolish winter tree.

Thrashed her life in that vicious fuscous night
Tattered her body in that mucky verdant site
Shattered her dreams in that ****** wicked plight
Four feigned civilized animals, enjoyed their bite.

They waited their turn to deracinate her
With ears and heart kept fastened for her prayer
With ineffable agony nature tried to cover
Her natural body with leafy little shower.

When tired they spared her for a ****** time
And wrapped in a blanket to set a meacock crime
Wetted in fuel they fired the chad as a scheme
And disenthralled the soul of the decubitus dame.

Now tell me the judgement of these cruel critters
Hang or guillotine their ugly little heads
Lynching or castration, anything you can propose
Sharpen your quills and the judgement of the case.

Tried again, I tried in vain
Far away he went so far
Train of thoughts I need to forget
Upon which my life is hanging
Forgive me, the cork of death opened.

O Hearts of elegant softness
O Souls of tranquil calmness
O Minds of charming fragrance
All resting in peace in silence
I, kissing the air in every breath,
Living on your impressions till death.

O Shapes of perfect cuteness
O Traits of extreme boldness
O Words of subtle cognizance
Also went in the wake of silence
I, counting my seconds of life
Waiting to be an impression in life.