OK

I grew up strong, full of pride,
A 'Man of Metal', they say. 
Yes, it does clink and clank inside,
Well manufactured. Tested - OK.

Part

Part from you tomorrow I can
if today I am a part of you.
That may be the part when you ask,
"Part at all do we really have to?"
"Not today but at some part, yes.
Part by part if not all at once,
play that part we will have to."

Сандхя...

i hold my breath
trying not to drown
but it is not death
i refrain gulping down

well, whatever it is...
i say your name out loud.

Wither away...

A moment by moment
Seasons come and wither away
Time's sudden passage is felt
In memories that unwillingly stay

Avalanche

Index, middle
Step one by one
Forward up down,
An unpaved path.

Each footprint left
Stirs up ripples.
A distant storm
On land well known.

The core pulsates,
Summit ice melts.
One big avalanche
Of fleeting void.

Empty Cup

O empty coffee cup on the floor!
Having your first and final roll?
Did you perchance feel THAT warmth too?
Or did he/she just finish and coldly ditch you?

The Absent

Clawing blindly along my walls
Staying awake on nights unkown 
Gasping for air abundant
In darkness seeking the absent