Canicule heat inside 

As I hear my quelling

 Liquescent heart

Shivering in swither

Wintery chill outer

Frost and bloodless

Snowy unlike the-

white hot inside

Impassionately

Ablaze my spirit

Swindled passion

I was conquered

Thwarted I am

No more I am

I am no longer

I cede myself

Follow me not

Cosmic admirers

Seek me not

My livid shadows

No more deluge

No more frost

No more august

No more..No longer

               ---Kris

                                                 

I shall start with a dot.

A period of silence.

Like I one day

When I woke up

To the noise of silence

Into his arms.

No words just a period.

A million colours around

But white was the answer

Billion emotions inside

But feelings so numb

All we could do is to breathe

The luxury of being alive

Awaiting our celebration

I shall end with a dot

A period of silence...

                                                                                                     --Kris

Fire breathing in my lines

Ashes of universal gloom

Glowing burning flame blue

Breathing in my gloomy poetic blue

Ashes of love that never bloomed

Ashes of blue rose that never bloomed

Fumes of lost hope spreading its scent

For the lost and hopeful eye lashes

Like the dusky dark waves so silent

Yet walking into the darkest night

Spreading fire breathing in my lines

Burning my deisre into white ash

Holy white,the darkest white

Still fuming spreading the scent

For the dusky wave lashes

 --Kris