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...

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...