The Naked Book

Come and sleep with me, 
I said to moon. We have to 
talk about earth's fidelity. 

Don't become a neo-rich. 
I was afraid to 
lose you in my songs. 

A poet will always 
remain contrarian. An enigma 
covers the smile of a rose. 

Then a tactical withdrawal 
from the stars crowd. You had 
wanted only the full moon. 

A blood spill will 
never tell you, why the blackbuck 
was shot in broad daylight. 

You freeze, will not move. 
The gift of your bust lies in dust.