your lullaby gently resurrects pale petals of autumn
Month: October 2025
light learns to surrender and darkness becomes kinder unknowingly we invent gods mostly mad to the bone give them a place in our hearts in the name of sacrifice and when everything comes crashing down we hunt and stake: godkillers we become
her childhood the sweetness of honey and the years after a dance of wildfire now the queen bee hums in my skull
in any true sense names hold power more than you can ever imagine each name is guarded by a sacred flame held close by the soul to know one’s true name or nature is to gain the gifts of the blessed ancients or in unfortunate circumstances the gaze of death
inspired by the wizard of earthsea
silence germinates lovingly within the emanciated bodies of pilgrims
she breathes in the uncertainties of the cosmos and exhales forests
the night sky is the belly button of a sleeping god lying on its stomach strangely hollow and yet filled with bizarre wonders
a beam of bone white mercy cuts through the dark to reveal the fangs of a treacherous coast
petals rotate like clockwork life runs on color and rust
she draws silence from the well of the void her tiny frame working the worn ropes an eternity of labor she never tires a wry smile breaks across her face as the bucket empty but heavy emerges
elancharan gunasekaran 