What happens when
you stop thinking...
Fly not but sleep
peacefully...
The tree grows in valley.
It is more greeny...
Pupil was on parole.
You abandon the inexhaustible...
Hid in midst of the leaves.
Greeny bird you...
Round in shape and-
red in colour...
A city burns.
The child carries the father...
Sitting in the sun she drowses,
raising her face to bathe in the mid day heat...
Darkened clouds-
Many water holded...
When i was a bird
soared in sky...
A streak of sin was
always there, when I looked...
An old butterfly wing
entangled in a web...