.
Retell my tarnished mirror, please retell...
Drunk at
midnight, playing with...
For unspoken answers,
there was always the...
When the intellect was
defiling the unwritten book...
Your hands were chopped off.
How will you write...
Tonight when you deploy
the pillow to block the doors...
You hide behind the words.
It was my priviledge...
After the prank
call, the death returns to room q...
I see the land as not my true home and I long for...
We failed our mother as a child
Forgot her heart is warm and mild...
Have not written a single
word today, for you...
Read me a poem.
The lightening has touched again...