at the end of the light: shredded sails lay sprawled across razor rocks
Month: March 2026
spring winds the breath of iron cold holding lips in place
skin on fire: words alone invoke the magic of the unseen realms
in the dark before dawn towards softer signals limbs crawl
power moves quietly twisting the nature of winds into mindbending rumors
birdsong and burden lifts from the heart with a sigh
shadows undress the spring moon behind a veil of clouds
state of melancholy: words of spring whispered to the mango tree
sober eyes seek the light but only the grey gazes back
there was magic in the rain last night someone or something stepped into the unknown and the doors to unimaginable power revealed itself
elancharan gunasekaran 