Elancharan இளஞ்சேரன்

summer after the dream you bleed colours that do not exist

on this day my love and quietude saved you

you trade dreams for the touch of summer’s soil and birdsong

as the last light peels away silence arrives in full armour

the quiet seas deny us our borders: froth foam fathom

with warm limbs we bargain with a faceless storm

a spine chilling tale that vanishes even before it begins

summer clear sky stars hoard dangerous secrets

deep beneath soil the rootwork of unfinished gods

mistaken for prophecy every fire and flame hums a warning