• INVENTED ANIMALS

    We human born Without any horn without sharp teeth Invented bombs,gun To kill GOD’s son And become wild again With curse of pure pain

  • DEAD ALIVE

    Young in morning She occupied the void Left by another flower Glowing in morning Knowing tomorrow’s Reality Sleeping,next to her weeping ,not at all Watching her dead sister Doing own job Death of her family member But where is sign of sob ? Busy in duty,doing her job