When I asked you to
drop the millstone-
a bunch of dreams,
you wanted to move away from sun.
Building melatonin,
after visiting the shrine-
in dark. The deity has
started taking a both.
Helium- the noble gas.
How high will it take you,
in a balloon, which was rising
towards the Mars?
Crashed. I break into
pieces of terra cotta. I don\'t
want to leave the earth. Spread
my ashes on the beach.