There's nowhere to go
for everywhere is here and...

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

Pots
brewing on the burners of these corroded...

The loneliest tree
in the citrus garden is...

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

One cannot fathom
things that are too obvious...

Speechless is the word!
Poetry is too loud...

The knight
armoured all in white...

Life is not easy
for easiness is like seeping...

Somewhere in distance
boundaries of space...

There is someone out there
who reads all my poems...

Grace is a sublime state of consciousness
when the pebbles are eroded and round...