Beside these forlorn shades,
there are no realities to my existence...

Tranquillity
is to recognise...

The dawns of towns are
empowered by the shadows...

it is the objective of life
to take everything...

When God whispers your body
to my seizing hands...

Who is this guy, hiding in me,
who is so drowned in himself...

When I do not find your black eyes
everything founders...

There is no bridge
of us any more...

Smile in the mirror with all your cries,
all your tender spots, raw...

Amongst the stretch and squeeze of the accordion
she and I...

To Meena Krish
You alway remind me of our friendship. and I love...

I'm so lost in me
that only in you I can...