Explosion
sounded so real,
so natural
for the first time in express way
historic...
And geography of those graphic terms
Let me see from behind
Whose shadow is that?
Not mine indeed…
Is that a green tree
branch stalks this earth
or ink marks?..
or a blue eye 
from black clouds near skyroof?
or sophisticated civilization?
drink my existence drop by drop,
Explode naturally..
On foundations,
On basics,
On plinth,
On built up
Measure them
And look at your face
In one mirror
See the reflection
Explode on that with all your blues and hues.
Naturally…..
You find the sum total
Sum total of all errors..
in graphic form...