Scaffold

We can’t stop building
Images of demigods
Faith needs foundation

Nudity

When truth lies naked
Before one's dull eyes
Frivolity's home

Blossoms

Showered blossoms
On temple's stone works
The rain passed by

Perception

See the mountains
From height of your feet
Depth of one's thoughts

Storm

There's always
A big storm waiting
For a teacup

Petals

Life’s but a petal
Within a whole universe
Of unblossomed hopes

Blossoms

From all blossoms
One picks a red rose
To feel the pain

Images

All these images
We bare in our souls
What thinks of beauty

Acceptance

The wrongs in one’s life
Looking away from darkness
Will not bring the light

Fires

One soul's fire
In cold rainy days
Extinguished

Nonsense

Starving for colors
In an insipid decor
Mind fights its hunches

Desuetude

Beauty puts one's hopes
On untouchable socles
Some fall in disuse

Waves

Waves breaking
Against my mind
Splashes

Quest

Find the belief
Hiding behind doubts
Pains come in two

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A poet’s wit
Is to be consumed
Posthumously

Flow

Rivers of belief
To put out a fire
Of malevolence

Perfume

A rose's scent
Can make the whole rose
Disappear

Waves

Waves of forgetness
In seas of oblivion
An abyss of faith

Nothingness

Days follow nights
From spring to winter
Nothing changes

Nonsense

Following the wind
Between one’s two ears
Night comes to an end

Mirroring

Lake’s stillness
Catches a whole world
In surrender

Candles

One lights candles
In search for the light
Of own’s soul

Lost

Lacking an image
Of what comes to be
One stops becoming

Flurries

The restless wind
Shows its mastery
In night’s silence
 

Mirroring

A lake’s surface
Holds a deep mirror
For each traveler

Crescent

The moonlight
Shows the nimble truth
By what it hides

Distant

Mesmerizing waves
Weeping at our feet
Two seashores apart

Sailing

Madly moved
By seas of contempt
An island

Asleep

When lights shut down
A world falls asleep
Between shadows

Home

That old house
We call a soul
Life's whispers

Counting

How many sounds
Lie down in silence
Touching raindrops

Solitude

Standing alone
With an old image
Of forgiveness

Primes

Sole images
Of separation
From their selves

Waves

Staring at waves
Turning from the shores
Waves staring back

Emptiness

Thoughts intersecting
Near unfelt infinities
Unbound emptiness

Dreams

From all the dreams
Tangent to one's soul
A space was born

Infinite

These immensities
Curved into our minds
Become nothingness