standing in subway corner revel in cold
Month: January 2021
when you realise it the cold bites in harder
rain outside
the death contained
within concrete
sea mist lingers the jolt in the system
without a trace we cease to breathe to exist
sea breeze speaking the language of mad gods
storm grey i repeat the prayer
dawn the drizzle burn on your touch
buddha on wall derails thought process
where I stand the sky burns momentarily
elancharan gunasekaran 