Like this night
When I am sleep
Unaware of my little scar
Breathing the fresh monsoon wind
I am dreaming the pink sky
And blue earth
Unaware of the pain and blood oozing out
I am asleep in my world of the unknown

As once my love,she is awake
In despair and in tears
Disturbed and sleepless she writes
About my scar in distress
Awake in the world she lives
In my unknown pain and scars
Awake all night in tears
As I am asleep travelling miles
Into the future and past

Like this night
When I am asleep and awake but deluded
She breathes for me
She beats for me
She grew up with me
Only to be left alone
By a selfish soul
In search new pastures in  an unknown world
I live or will live long
Only If she loves and keeps loving me

But a night like this
I shall leave her alone
To travel  far to see the blue earth
And the pink sky,World unknown

- Kris

A city afloat
Flowiing into madness
Norms unknown
In cross roads
Her journey
Overflowing beliefs
Divided paths
I walked through her
Unending passion
And drive towards nowhere
I wish,I cud...
She wishes to flow
Seeping into the green
Painful infinite journey
All because of me
Selfish and blind
All wet by her dry tears
Shamelessly I walk
Complaining
I wish,I cud
Her wish
Im nomore

- kris

With a splash of water
I tried to wash my face
Like the late summer earth
The water seeped in
Broke the shell of my smile
Leaked tears from eyes
No longer I was masked
With Disappointments that never cried
Courage now bled through my nose
No longer I was masked
Again I am, A human
Never again I will cry
Cherishing one day,I will die
I looked at the mirror
My face all wet
Deep breathe in
Deep breathe out
                     --Kris
                          

In this desert of happiness
I stay still watching a mirage
Afraid of it fading into a lie
Believing in a mirage is my hope
As stars no longer show me the west
And I don't have place to rest
In this blessed world of the cursed
I play the fool pretending hope
Anticipating a messiah
To lend me a camel and water
False hope in a smart fool
Absurd thoughts in misery
I honestly believe in that mirage
As I see it far away all green
I may never reach there on time
Never before it fades away
I stall still in indecision and hope
Mirage is my only hope now
Messiah is always on his way
Or being miserable gives me joy
Remaining still in this desert sun
May be the mirage awaits the messiah
To reach before it fades
And I am stuck waiting for myself
Am I the insane messiah?
Or the sane fool who makes sense?
 --Kris

A handful sugar in my pot

White sand of sweetness

Like diamond and marble bits

Innocence in its shine

Golden caramel in my pot

Melting hot spreading its scent,

Of the sweet sugar days

And fumes of white past

Fire burning my pot

Into black and dark

Spreading fumes 

Burnt sweetness 

Fire is out and sugar

No caramel and sweetness

Black fumes ash scent

No spark no shine

All ashes and dark now

Once white and sweet

Without a bright past

Never a dark day

Flames of life will burn

Even the sweetest

Ashes is the end

And the beginning

Funeral and fumes

Innocence and its smile

Ashes and carbon

Sugar and its caramel

           -Kris