Under

Memory of this love,

calmly fall to ground,

flow as tears and words

drench my feet under which

I could tightly grip the wound, 

against the frozen rock

that let me stand,

in the reverting droughts,

of my unresolved heart !

Love - Tree

The tranquil recollections,

gently sway away

my new born green leaves,

Shelled carefully,

Beneath warmth of my soul,

as I closely hold memories

indestructibly rooted within,

flashes of reminiscences,

Of last night’s love dream,

Like gone yesterday,

Like bloomed rose,

Like passed wind,

Like a lost self !

Tremor

 The pristine floats like a million corpses,

 impetuously choked just before the dawn,

 before my proliferating silence caught

 the erratic murderer hiding behind

 perfectly painted visages of callous world!

 I so become your ancient necropolis…Love!