On success

Those shadows Along the meandering vines Definitely there’s deficiency In old warrior’s sinews   On embracing kismet Like an infidel…

The Sorrows

Like this if I wished to drown, In sorrows, Then I would have drowned, If she would do medicine for…

The Idolatry

The Sun as usual rode its beaten path, On the daze of Afternoon, Frtiz, Got up from the grass, His…

A Moment

To the one biding goodbye at this juncture, I am heading towards the morning nigh, Biding goodbye to the night…

Brutus

Like daggers drawn over the fence suggest, There is a likely hero among us, Only to sink in unlikely contempt…

Lines

That silent ink unfolding In a closed room Drooped in loneliness, withering While breathing in open bloom   Told her…