BEAUTIFUL DILEMMA

From the tension of my heart
comes the expansion of my thought
opression and depression
encircles my imagination

My emotions I try to vision
like a profusion
in a problem that has no solution

RED DREAMS

Running up and down
Scattered like the feathers
of the earth

Skipping the hurdles of death
but not sure if they've crossed it
Human flesh for brush
GOD HELP ME!

UNARMED ROBBERS

My eyes are heavy
and rich with sleep
but pen and paper
robbed me off
with their bare hands
rendering slaps of joy

They made me scared
by showing me failure
threatening and saying
if I don't grease his pockets
I'll have a knock on my brain

I became poor
having no option of my own
but to go the way of the robbers
with memories like bitter honey
still lingering after the robbrery
I had this inscription
written with their painful fingernails
on my forehead:
"wealth of knowlegde"