calm sea—
wave by wave wet
the shore sand
cloudy morning—
on the neighbour's tree
a desired cherry
in my diary
spreading scents of old love
a dry lilac
morning cawing—
an abandoned nest
on a barren branch
late autumn—
the mirror exposes
a new grey hair
bowing
to get rid of a bee—
the boss
one hand clock
endlessly ticking in mind—
dark doorway—
scents of basil
lit the soul
silent night—
twinkling in mind
that far star
a door creaks
wind flows in—
inner darkness
first snowflakes
colour the whiteness
of a beggar's palm
turbulent waves
break at the shore—
silent mind
that moon—
every night, in my mirror
till morning
war dawn—
beneath the cracked bridge
dusty cactus
heavy rain—
throwing the umbrella
she starts dancing
new calendar—
sad memories torn to pieces
in the dustbin
