sometimes i live more days
than you would care to count

without lesser sense
who else is there to fight

for me

my war

some call it pa...

i don't know if i dare
to look away
another time
we find each other
in the nest of crowd

two white crows
you and me or me and you

wha...

i seek you in the Moon
blindfolded
in the dark

i seek you on the side
in torture
sad
and drunk

i seek you like no one
with passion...

this scorch on the edge
of each cell in my body

feels like
i've never been kissed before

feels like I hover,
soaring high and yet crawling so low.<...

greatness - what have you offered
to the kneeled before your ghostly shape

it made nothing to us, but show
how low will be our grave

honestly, I care so littl...

i keep my prose
among candy wrappers
and broken bottles of wine

in the sour reality
of the evenings

in someone's house
where no one even car...

one day, when words are dead
and are forbidden sounds

we will discover other ways
to share our mutual desires

when all the lamps go blindly dark
and we...

it is not the worst to live in diamond prison
with bound wrists
tiptoeing on the ground of bones

the worst is loss
unfounded yet so brittle
loss of things...

is it raining?

or is it just my tears?

i drowned before,
no problems

this bottom feels
like muddy bridge to limbo

i now know
it is ...

this world is one gigantic room

feels like there are no windows
to see it through

but anyway

each star above
is soul of poets

who lived an...

each time you look into my fire
you call it warmth of hell

and yet
what if the hell is not the fire

what if
the hell is lack of it?

your pain
is grotesque of your life

like chevalier of fortune,

peace keeping lie,

and yet

wisdom of voice
that tells you the vastness of c...

As I stepped in this multifaceted world of translation, the only question that kept me awake at night was ‘If my translation is CORRECT?’ Fidgeting over every word, s...