a sparrow moves deftly amongst the ghosts of morning seeking searching for signs of life
Author: Elancharan இளஞ்சேரன்
watch in horror as serpent servants of the eternal smog terrorize the skyline
the curtains have long closed on the moon nothing but softness remains in the spring sky
the bloom: when raw instinct takes over repressing shallow human emotions
great clouds of dark travel the unseen path across oceans of sand
the milk and the moon have gone their separate ways: one chases hunger the other forgets purity
a slice of void helps quiet the mind
this stillness cannot be described and yet I try halfway to the land of sleep
cast its spell the blood moon has and now the hunter craves for the deadly chase through thicket and thorn
bear witness to the rain in spring that cries itself a thousandfold in a single dusk