I wrote your failure somewhere.. Where did I keep it? I wrote your death somewhere.. Did I eat it? Last night, I ripped off your passion somewhere.. Whom did I give it? Last autumn, I colored Read More
amid'st sea weeds and withered grass, amid'st the kaleidoscope of tattered dreams and pithy desires, i found a handful of lilies near my broken feet, that had dust in the cracks, glittering in the Read More
Sweat drops Like fresh dews of the dawn Fell on the toe of the anonymous man Whose sweat has a metallic stench on the canvas of his rusted skin color. He had drooping eyes That waited for Read More
when the warm still night just echoed some mechanical noises of air conditioners fluttering through the muggy air from the neighboring boxed apartments, the geometrical sky screeched out its Read More