You really don't have to run marathons Cross the broken bridges Run over the obstacles Submit yourself To gigantic sacrifices According to love Someone. When relationship becomes a war It is time to think deep What you are fighting for. -ru

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The functional denotation Between my mouth and words, Is hammer Which variably, in iteration(repeat) Breaking the harmony of my meaning In the ultrasonic tone(screams)which I never liked and air is neither the omega To my radiation Nor the alpha To my fire Which can tell you how walls(skin) of this body Chattering heat for the explosion In ease to settle The sand Of borrowed existence. But pain become dormant In blood saturated veins No aids of this morphine Soon this soul Will see The salt underneath my rib Getting dissolve With the holy water I dominated In this beating machine(heart). -ru

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I'll love you for thousand springs With the despise of winter and summer we'll live. I'll be the brief,the medium Of the moment We collide in the space Under the damned roof Making our own bed Of hell in life All together in another dimension And i want to write All the discrete touches The humming kisses The smothering ties of our finger tips The doses of dreams Igniting needs Just like a poem I'll be the last leaf Of our believes. -ru

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i am learning to love the sound of my feet walking away from the things that aren't meant for me. -ru

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under streetlight we materialize no strange evening sets just a line of pairing headlights night slides into meteor dance i walk solemn with my shadow like dark knight. rolling stones and rock and roll Queens songs on reclining tone the radio and wind perpetuate with the hum of my heartbeat pace. the road and night meet like quarreling peace, the travellers fight, lovers guide your silence and my kiss so underrated yet under stars. -ru

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I always got the sense that we will torn apart from faces to memories. We were born anonymously into with this. I was like the hybrid ,mix of things who couldn't able to contain herself and he was opaque, tranquilized in his own blurriness. I always had a sense of broken beyond the time that we will not be the truth of this life but atleast we didn't turned into phantom of lies. I always knew this hunch or a hum of going back,square to one and collapsing into another set of descriptions "of what went wrong". I traveled on the hopes of clouds who ride in the windless sky and He was the sunshine surviving in the silhouette of diminishing sky; I WATCHED. -ru

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