শুক্রবার, ১৬ নভেম্বর, ২০১২

27

winter approaches
i can hear the barking
humidity gone to fairyland
whisperers lost forever into the darkest wood
can you smell shabby cold of imminent winter

can you smell me
awaken alone
midst of an ancient piano
Pieces are here
meet them would you

26

thousand miles ahead
i missed my bird
so colourful, so radiant
bird flies like love
love lost like grapes
extremely red grapes

25

am i again blurred among lost unwritten letters
do I walk with me alone in these deserted streets
do I keep my hand in mine with dark ecstasy
do we not exist in the drawing book of immortals

24

try this oriental time deep slow
amusing commotion inside head
these personal glasses are frosted with tears
tears are frosted in hypocrisy and lust

then, sit here and let me introduce
let me induce some terrific grief with sausage
try the new bones of caramel and honey-heave
just sin inside the frozen flesh

icebergs are the old newcomers
they missed the spicy Mexican shore
just like that I missed my life
just like that I missed my dream

23

think again before getting lost
under the broken bridge
then through the melted ice
forget who said that word awkward
just me and my reflection
and an unknown dog