Across the dirty lane That leads to a journey of no return, Her hand wiping the air, Eyes like a pit full of smiles, Only her hand spoke silently. Today......
World without woman: A day without the sky, A sky without the clouds, A dice without numbers. Flies on the rottenness of man; Hovering Silence in leaked cans, A Street...
On a day when the breeze seems lost, Roaming the streets, disturbing the trees, The rain came in search for the lost, That night... I slept with her. . I...
I held the hands of the night, Walking into ages, Through her present scent, Then she showed me all things. . Her hands were cold; Santa's snows, I shivered in...
The beads around her waist; Tastes of sweetness on tongues, Sitting majestically on a throne, A throne of two seats. . Eyes saw and went sore, Hand wished and always...
We rested our barking backs On the wooden arm happiness, Happiness that will vanish At the sight of a fuming cigar. . We cracked cracking jokes, Those of Ajoke and...
I sit on this sick chair, Rolling dice upside down, Calculating disfigured figures, The answers, a sticky solution. The pin that pierced my sole, Made my hope to hop, Only...
A blessing from the gods, Her strength incomparable, Divinely grafted by gifted hands, The fallen bottle yet unbroken. A tool not to a fool, A robot doing every task, Useful...