No gender, no male and female.
You’re dissolving in me and I in you...

Throbbing to seam the
tattered perfection, time is...

The blackamoor Jazzes,
hellfire tangoes with my soul...

On the cash you say
"In God we trust" though the cash...

Whiteness would mutate
though never ceases away...

These shoddy people
they all are nothing but ears...

O merciful God
please forgive them for killing me...

Carousels
in the carnival of your eyes...

Life ends where it begins.
Perfection is a zero in motion...

We sculpt
because we are looking for perfection...

I am
as old as...

Parallels are delusion
otherwise, roads were endless...