It is raining from the day of tillings It is raining till the tale of trochoids It is raining from the orifice of oceans It is raining for the orchids of occults It is raining from the fathom of foci It is raining from the rivet of racoons It is raining from the rupture of […]
Category: Biography
Poem : Music of My Magma
Earth, it is my flow, face, film and focus Earth is becoming a graph, a gauge, a gyroscope Music of the magnets Maze of the monsoon Mints of the magma Mirth of the millets Let them truncate the thoughts Let them condense the collisions Let them conjugate the covalent Now is the new life, new […]
Poem : His Hermit
His hermit has my imprints His fissures has my humid self His foils have my risen wings He is tired for sure He is trembling at shades He is not a tyrant of turmoils He is yet a witness to wicked weathers He is a timeless glass He is yet a time locked puzzle He […]
