in beading sweat - knee deep in murky water
i saw a vision of my poetry
dead.

it was drifting away
on a radio wave
crashing in sway
smoke of a bloo...

you were a ghost
who never uttered
a word, kept paralyzed
in the jar of your mouth

colony of undefined
illusions
you were its only
and favor...

she bloomed
as plague
in early 19th century
adored all shades of red
and taste of bloody tragedies

ignorant of the worst
tragedy of plague

i broke a twig
and perished all my love

it flew away

like smell of dripping juice
through weakly breathing trunks

and rattled though my skull

i gaze upon your ruse
you're like wounds
that ooze

in crimson decadence
your form
is dripping sadness

in hands
that trusted you to ho...

he comes and goes
i come and stay

as if my time is longer.

he asks and takes
i ask and give

as if heartbreak is normal.

for everyone ...

you're lulling me
on words
emerging
from the folds
between the sheets

i will forget more times
than usual

then ask you,
to rem...

my father was a man of picture
his brooding stare
sharpened by the cold

he wore the stones
deepened in the fiction
of his shortly cutted soul

hi...

stand still and wait
this rope
is going down

my sense of pleight
is crumbling
falling under

before my eyes
an inch away
from touch...

For years, I was holding any thoughts of becoming a Literary Translator at bay, mainly, because as a writer, I did not want to do anything else but write. But life has its own ways with us and...

remind me
how quiet beats the heart
once the love is dead?

how cold
all the hands in the world
suddenly feel

how senseless is
morning and...

i cannot know
ahead

when turning
by mistake

away from
dreams

and towards
tears

sliding
on the ice of grieves

may i tell you the thing
that never gets better
no matter how many times
you agree to repeat

no one is meant to walk
with a scorching feather
left ...