cause my soul is
a hibernation of chaos

two fingers deep
in the glove

i welcome
this passing by darkness

with open arms
and rehearsed ...

you brought this sadness
to my feet
this crave
to stay in deadly silent motion

but like a shadow
following its shade
i'm staying 
w...

dare me to walk 
on the tipping ground
bare
with nothing to hide,

dare me to smell
toxic roses
of flatter,

in favor of your<...

my bones got tired
to hold me
instead of your arms

[ how plain is my tragedy
how doltish are whines ]

and still
my bones grew weaker,
thi...

i've got a visitor
to countless rooms
of my restless mind

i hear -

rumbling sounds of chains
as a chair's being dragged

echoing pulse...

i was hiding
in the abyss
of dead stars

drinking the fluid
of their cries

dreaming to see
the sunrise

and where were you?

wa...

slender shadows
on my dry-skin fingers,

celebration of the holy night

where two leave
wet tracery
on this sand
of abandoned ocean

a sy...

i'm telling you,
there is no air under water
nor can i see the shores
nor the sight of sky
ephemeral
this world
i'm falling under
water...

i scowl more times than you can count on fingers
not angry
not with you, of course,
i scowl when flowers on my porch refuse to grow
the ones you planted
in c...

So, i wrote...
if you were a grain of salt
i would rub you on all of my wounds,
and you laughed-
master of pain
causing eruption of light
in dried vei...

Shelter of my heart was robbed
I let someone too close
without thoughts
of possible bedlam
not caring for the locks
on doors
and bam!
all stole...

I have too many flaws to live a passive life if such kind of life can be called a living.

All goes according to the plan!

I repeated this phrase so many times that...

I remember good days like a vague outline of the bridge which I enter on the days, dark like night sky.

It affects my writing. It affects me. It affects people, I care about. And eve...