Freezing In Sun

You were not the

complete face of body

in water of life.

You delivered

half-baked words between the―

bleeding lines.

The balloon bursts

in the chest of a stranger.

Where was moon?

Be Alone

I was reluctant

to miss the blood moon

in your clear sky.

Shame. The city was

dying in flayed arms of words,

revealing muscles.

Violence breaks

the message of Gothic

trees in prayer.

Time Stops Me

Until I ask you

again not to come like

a rainbow in eyes.

Name was moon.

How it happened god's way?

I will search for you.

A foggy moon was

deeply moved by the holy

sage of dying earth.

Opens Like Heart

Nothing matters now

after decimating dreams.

Will not surrender.

Polyp goes medusa.

Free swimming in my

wet eyes at dawn.

And you standing

alone will stop the worship

of rising black sun.

The Challengers

Tracing ancestory,

my poem will talk to you one day

under wolf moon.

The skin starts burning.

Singed hands will collect some

salt from god's kitchen.

No new meaning has

come out from book after

desacralization.

When Iris Sleeps

You were casual

in making bed of thorns

to collect the blood!

Fearless, light combs

the dark hairs of earth to

feel masculinity.

You rise from the

mangroves to print pattern of

wounds on the limbs.