May be I was a blanket for the sky:
obscure too dark... filled with light...
She said, “randomness is non-existent...
I replied while quizzically looking at her, “I...
I can't erase the
raised by women alone stain...
Behold the seconds ticking away,
while the minutes pass by...
Silence connotes
all the differences are...
The image of a lighthouse in an eerie peace
of blue water looking cold even when it's warm...
The children’s section, when I was a child
served my sister as a babysitter for me...
Would you forgive me if I told you nothing but the...
When you look at the moon, do you ever think about...
you thought it ended,
and that you fell...
Like wet cement carrying an impression;
my footprints still linger from...
People have picked me up
from a dusty shelf...
My soul is so tempered and tamed
in that temple of a little bloom...