I dropped by your yesterdaywhere I found my tomorrowThere I met a living painand you: a dying sorrowFrom the poem- My Tomorrow

His life cries for an unknown land of joy;where sadness lingers between border linesHis discolored steps towards the decoymisconstrued as the mystery declinesFrom the poem Sonnet For A Man (Part II)

Abortive time: unwilling to tarryDaylight begins to hide into the heatHis moonless night desires to be starryThose lame knees want to break down on his feetFrom the poem Sonnet For A Man (Part I)

I’m looking for youinto that silverspoon where I taste my reflection to feel the touch of your untouchables - from the poem "Looking For You

I’ve reached the vanishing point without you.Here my heartache begins with your paintrying to find an unborn startin this fatal disappearanceFrom the poem ‘Me with the Vanishing Point

...now open your mind by closing your eyessee the unseen world within you which liesFrom the poem 'The Unseen World

There lives a weeperin each of us-a silent mourner honoring our despairwhen our willingness slain by helplessness continues to resurrect to be slaughtered again

If I die today, will you remember me tomorrow?The love I'm leaving behind, will you care to borrow? From a snake-shed-skin or from the sky unknownIn all living and the dead I'll dwell to groan

Let my toes teach the shore how to feel a tranquil lifethrough the wetness of sands Let my heart latch the doorof blackness, as all my pain now blue sky understands