Poem : Rains and Rivets

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 […]

Poem : Warps and Wraps of a Worm

A worm is alive ahead of its wrinkles It is a worm waging wars with waters Wrinkles that wind its whispers and wheels It is working with wicked warps of time Warps that wakes up at the whisker of wind Wraps that waggle around its wrinkled weather It was searching for lost times till yesterday […]