Life is not easy
for easiness is death, hence...
time stains my hands like turmeric—i...
of it, like ridding it would absolve me of me my...
I, who has nothing,
but the remnants of your...
sometimes you cry and
hope your tears will...
Pyrite smiles and angel's eyes
unwary innocents ensnared...
The moon had just settled in the sky
when you performed a contemporary...
Clouds
embrace...
Someone once asked, why do you write?
I replied, “because I need to let it out...
is
shouting at...
The smell of humid air and the flickering
sign awakened the fire within you...
When looking for a color
I must say...
I need to care less;
turn off ALL my emotions...