every nook and corner I rummage around

your presence never have I seen

the pavement coffee shop under the road side tree

a lovely sunny winter afternoon grin

where every creeping dusk moan

but you’re nowhere to be shown

It’s my toughest venture in my life,

my ugly days playing with city-lust

the last woman I’d screwed

had some unfaithful tears

she whispered once

and warned me

for some dire sequences…

I am not the last samurai

never have a twisting spine and jerk

they said,

“Some wonderful days are here ahead”

if I would be one of them

but the last woman I’d screwed

had some unfaithful tears

she whispered once

and warned me

for some dire sequences…

I stopped under my city high-rises

where every moment has ‘white house’ rush

a lost village girl crying near by a four square lane

I just run and clasp her little hand

and ask, ‘please invite me to your heaven’…