Poems...

To be continued :)

Time.
A space torn apart
Time – a bound ring
Tired constancy –
A distorted face.
Starry infinity,
Giving rise to sadness.
Time heals someone,
But I sincerely pity them.
February 20, 1997.

* * *
You soared – I crashed.
You wanted – I achieved.
You will come – I will open.
You will kill – I will bury.
You are love, and I am crucifixion.
You are reality, I am understanding.
You are in parts, I am everywhere.
You are a prophet, and I am Judas.
You are from stone – I am from God.
You are grass, and I am the road.
May 3, 1997.