Scientific Research Fellow in University of Wisconsin, Milwaukee
My life is lost in midst of December-January-
in midst of barren trees, frozen fields, dim light...
The century’s darkest cloud has engulfed the moon’s romantic smile-
alone I stay without the warmth of love.
The rose, the nightingale and the rainbow
are hibernating inside a dark cave-
their breaths are as cold as dry ice,
their pulse rates are as slow as turtles,
their life and living are as silent as isolated islands.