I had not asked for
all of you...
Beauty is the attribute of harmony and colours,
justness of the portions and equality...
I knew how to ease,
dished in brief moments, while a...
Dismantling?
my temple, brick by brick...
Kiss me hard?
defending your poverty...
flying through
clouds of birds...
I paint the day
for you, for the last rites...
Unceremoniously?
you blow off the earthen lamp...
Can you get the seizing
without an encounter...
Walking towards you
prudently, lighting...
I will not beg,
never. There were some mistakes...
Grabbed with no warning
from thousands ‘n thousands hands...