You may have to squint,
Better be pretty hell-bent...
A brilliant diffusion of an ideal mixture
of PFAS blankets the world...
Winter winds howling
The morning air awakens...
O little insect
you have to burst out of your silk dress...
It's a starry night and
There so bright...
It was heart-wrenching
when you wanted to leave this earth...
In grey zone of life
I find you under bodhi tree...
Between direct and
indirect lies futurism. How...
A powerful storm wild and free
It howled and it roared at me...
You were so afraid
of yourself, that you refuse...
Going away from me,
I will not stay at milestones...
You become a beauty
after abdication. The bell rings...