In the dark alleys of my mind
They run about.
Sometimes lost, sometimes found.
Sometimes emerging faintly through the dark... more »
What is this hiatus?
Between one pain and another?
A brief spell of laughter
A means of endless flatter... more »
5-Dreams And Thoughts
Suppressed below they try to break through
Suppressed down the ages, they try to
Reassess their identity
Regressive attitude have marked their entity... more »
Blood is still oozing out from the deep slit…
A sheaved hand,
Few gapping mouth,
There was a blast here…... more »
What more can I ask
From the morning sun?... more »
Eyes no more close to sleep
I hear the groaning
Neither it speaks of it pains-... more »