A bashaw speaks of my broken heart
He bawls my easing mind with his auspicious tricks...

Dare me not, I say
For this proof's worth is undying...

I could feel your breath
The life that devours my soul...

Streaming along the hems are tiny hands of endless...
Weary eyes see what music these touches her lonely...

Deep into this restless world,
Lies my faceless soul so guile...

You are a chiseled masterpiece in a phantom time,
Your lines bear proof of a forbidden love...

At the end of falling raindrops that mingled with...
At the end of each every rainfall lies a mystical...

Over the horizon paints the burning sun yellow,
Where flowers bloom in silver strings...

I defied the season of happy holidays, continuous...
Day by day, life has become an open space, an...

A day more than once in this life,
Is more than I can bear...

The longest kiss transcends from a winter rose,
Which blossoms in a mid-winter's day...

Tiny droplets rain
on me in the blooming fields...