It is none but man

And his post-modern civilization.

And his tools of self-destruction

In his race for world occupation. (13)

Truths lie modest in humility,

We overlook or ignore them so often

Again problems cry in their own language

Which we neither understand nor probe

Rather we trample them to silence

Not knowing silence is not necessarily death. (95)

Or reader comes across such lines:  

Words only cannot create a poem

Among the birds, there is silence.

(silence. As the connect, 96)

~*~

All the doors one must not open

All the rooms one must not enter

All the words one must not say

All the things one must not paint. (Escape, 10)

~*~
 

Not knowing the source

Life journey in its windy course

For the destination. (Life, 111)