Sweet grapes? There was
no exit from the question...

Death will not listen;
still, the candle burns...

It was getting dark.
The silence starts speaking...

Resisting your wisdom
I want to remain, thoughtless...

Walking the path with otherness;
not achieving anything...

There was no respite
from the repeated assaults...

In a moment
of panic...

Salmonella wanted
to broker a truce...

On the road
negotiating a midnight blue...

Lunatic will
not go for adultery, like...

Nothing matters now
after decimating dreams...

Enemy was within;
invisible...