emerald fires learn to rustle dangerously like the leaves of ancient jungles
Month: May 2025
the thunder long gone maelstrom moths whisper weather into innocent clouds
only the bravest confront the absurdity of existence and cosmic truth in golden ratios
rain falls in monochromatic syllables the world blinked in astonishment and turned hollow
red of lips turns into a memory of fire
to walk among dead stars is to leave your humanity behind
antler maze now home to night’s children the jealous gods watched as they grew wild and free
spring rain serpent limbs unravel with a cryptic gaze
borders burst into pollen the pilgrim’s path erasing lines and boundaries
clouds stream across the grey sky flashes pulsing like ungodly organs
elancharan gunasekaran 