spring at dusk the god of clouds playing tricks on mortal eyes
Month: April 2024
the art of popping bubbles best left to the wild devices of kids
the concrete silence echoes across the spring landscape
of softcore sensations the drizzle that vanished within moments
violence is the name of this evening’s silence
spring noon feeling sorry for the lizard that fell from paradise
rewritten on a leaf vein the shadows clustered beneath the moonrock
dusk i flick without looking the dream from the clavicle
heartily satisfying games of death and demise oh what fun spring is turning out to be
a little lost but not to worry will be on track shortly
elancharan gunasekaran 