A samurai's sword
slays the inner foes before...

They all are impatient to unleash their canine...
They are burning to bite, devour...

Amid the battles
samurais unleash their death...

From the bottles of the forworn memories
that on the counter I amass...

This abolition of facts
gradually grows on me...

Forever forlorn
on a jiffy thorn...

Colours dazzle in
the daylight but light dazzles...

They worshiped him in the book
for he sacrificed his life...

You don't know the sleuth
you must've hidden your wrongs from...

If you cannot afford to defend yourself
you are almost as good as guilty...

The black man Jazzes
and fire...

Tell me why flowers
do not last...