Hello Stranger, I look for you in every faceWhen I am walking, in a crowded hall, at the bus terminalI search for you in every smile, in every look, in every expressionIn my sleep, I search for you In the faceless characters of my dreamsEvery day I wonder if today...

You see them mad, They are always murmuring; talking to a ghost, unseen, with voiceless voices, unheard with much in serious seriousness- they move like heaven, so far, is their target to reach and they left so late. In your mind, you see them mad, But they are not really...

The night steals a march on my soul Such visions but uncommon for a blind man mocked by nature for his inadequacy The stars keep me company in this painful epiphany eternal darkness as my aid stick a companion come rain come shine How does it feel to be loved?

My friend looked at me in the day And said to me “Hey! Your face decays Because you grant delay” I behaved as if I drank liqueur Looking at my face in the mirror OH! I’m now a minor No, I’m not an inferior. The boil, Spoilt my fine boy...

Mixed feelings evaporate from my mind, Mixed thoughts propagate from my heart – I don’t seem to appreciate its kind But, I wish to relate with a bit of its part. Oozing words of depression try to propel From my confus’d and flummox’d bowel – Like a stimulat’d effusive odourless...

yesterday i smelt you on my fingers as i tried to straighten my mustache triggering memories of where they’ve been the damp crevices traveled, in pairs and the sounds they strummed on your writhing guitar it’s been long since your exeunt but i still feel your presence here your saltiness...

The storm wavers not anymore The streamed spring flows not anymore The intense feelings all depreciated Why not come and make my soul free again? I have loved But losing you is the case You’re shady with a heart of gold Same way you fling me And I crave in...

Let me through the weary times When the wind will push the day When the night will cloud my tears When my lips will kiss again Let me through the chilling night When the stars will clear the way When the cloud will shield my pain Where I will feel...

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 response… She asked “How are you?” . She told me of the moon, Her only best friend with little… Little...

Cupid has shot its ominous arrow. Piercing my heart, now love has become my woe. I lay here day and night on this mat. Knowing its cupids fault, not my hearts. I won’t blame my heart, neither will I blame my eyes. The blames cupids, as well as my lips...