Woman from Death

Her bed and
  Dreams
Follow her.

She kneeled
   with
the rag doll
 in front of
 bed and
She knew
she never lived
  in real world.

Her mother is
 Death .
she never born.
She never had a bed,
body and doll.
 
She's wanderer
    like a
   Spirit

She friends
 with
Death.

She wants
live but
her mother
protects her.

Where is she ?
Where is  her
  home

where is child of
   Death.

Paradise and My Sister

so closer

Flower, wind,
Step by step
Quiet flood
comes closer
    to
the green grass.

My sister sings
with sparrows.
Paradise is new.
Pardiase is  true.
Shame doesn't
exit here.

Sister's hands
  wrap me.

A hundred drops are
in Paradise.
Sister sows it.

Dust and bird

Orphan comes
    closer
to my sister
 so
She has a clear
   conscisene.