A wish of some,
To die, what come.
Depressed,
Stressed,
Don't worry,
What's the hurry,
Don't they say,
Rest In Peace if you may.
Death is a continuance of life,
To a better place with no strife.
At last gone the sufferings,
Silence the moanings,
An empty bed,
Eulogy read,
From dust to dust,
For death is a must.
17/7/2020

I can't fit
in your
pocket,
that kind
of love
is too
much.
Such a
dreamy
coffin,
when all
I wanted
was
your
touch.

The only way to know what you're capable of is to try new things,  push your boundaries and challenge yourself.

Sometimes clouds
Sometimes rain

Sometimes a little gray
to wash away
the inhumane

the dream did not come true:
i have a beautiful wife
one leg
left eye

appendix
full of soul
food