You are a cool cemetery.You have the sinner’s graveYou have the saint’s earthcollidingYou have all the bedsnarrow as a knife;as if a rally of tombstones to defend death.But you can’t really postponethe inauguration of my burial,can you?From the poem - Few Words to Cemetery

Give me one more night to taste the darkWhen wolves imitate a lone dog's bark Let those secrets remain unspoken Fallen angel's heart now lover's token Light grows dim burying riddle’s death Just breathe to free your one last breath

Faith is the only belief which remains alive between heaven and hell.

A child can die even in the safest place on earth- its mother's womb!

Future's life is called science. It will only come to an end before the death of this world.

Just another version of gladeTheir sharp thoughts lost the axe’s bladeWooden world requires a chopperWhere serpent becomes grasshopperArm-in-arm with arms; dice with deathAnt artilleries curse their breathFrom the poem: For Them

There is only one God and all atheists will learn that after their deaths

The amazing feeling of being alive beautifully conquers the fear of death

I think the best shaped box ever on earth is a coffin which can be handmade to escort the forever numb-hands.