She

  With rosy smile and tender dimple she speaks Of silent melodies, seasoning my heart to their beats. A beaming bloom pervading my day, to gleam. Her frisky looks there flow, and I but deem It sinful with them Not to go. That seems A sensuous mouth of mild and melting flutters; Conspiring with her…

Illegal Innocence

  Let me out….Get me out ! I’m too impotent and I can’t breathe. Can anybody hear my shout ? Who did this to me… ? I’m interred in dingy deep mud Watered with unholy water. In that wild land there is none but My howling voice that is blocked by blood. Yes….it is me…a…