She puts all her poems in bottles for the sea
for the sake of her sanity
while he waits for the bullet
and as heat touches her lips
pleasure and pain
become a part of this
She puts all her poems in bottles for the sea
cause all the emotions are not letting her breathe
and she waits for the ghost because it is he whom she loves
and she waits... and she waits...
but alas, he never comes
Author notes
(2003)

