A wild horse
races across a nearly...
Hey torero you are so brave
raging the bull...
Why just in opposite can we unite
and tie...
On nights like this it's not that
I can't sleep...
First the space
was an assumption...
We carve our masks with our faces
against the chisel of darkness...
the hands quiver when it comes to
penning you a garland of poems...
These shoddy people
they all are nothing but ears...
Fall called your name,
yet you yearned for the summer...
i know nothing of home –
it’s true, i wrongly thought of your clavicles...
Strands of hair flying in the wind;
ebony...
Studying isn't
Understood...