Emptiness

The time keep us going.

Life is a big chance..

For killing the others

Close our rooms overLike cocoons.

My masterpieces on my shelfs,

Painted my mind as they like.

Rats run on my ground ,

In nervous movements.

Lost the sun, the moon, air,

And my religion.

The pen ended his blood and died.

Naked, tears wetting me.

Red of my eyes, colour of my skin;

There's no difference.

Sindbad broke his ship by his hand...

In the stormy sea, and then....

He is watched by godIn the deepest darkness ocean.

As a cigarette in mouth of the time;

Smoking me till the last breath,

Then ...tread me under his feet

Without any compassion.