The Elegy

Not more then an elegy

is my wretched life..
with death knell
 I came in this world
to begin the funeral of life.
So sad, tragedic,
the path to graveyard is lost.
squandering to and fro
the elegy is going on..
the elegy shall be going on..
untill the graveyard falls.
the graveyard of my death
is whether near or far
 i know not.
but the elegy gets no end
this only can i show!

1982

The solitude

O! the solitude!
the sweetest friend
my dearest lover!
who can be better then  you?
nearer and nearest
accompanying me ever
giving respite,rest.
let me forget all
the joys,the woes,
the noisy world.
fuck me as a whole!
please love me evermore!
who knows me better then you?
who needs me as much as you?
My solitude! solitude!
your silent quiesent love
the pious carress and loving touch
is the only longing of mine.
what else in this deceptive world
i can say is mine?
nothign else but only you.
it is you my solitude
most loving friend,
O! solitude!

1982