while the forest sleeps pilgrims kneel before faceless gods to shape urns of silence
Tag: art
on the coast where silence is worshipped and coral sharpened trees bloom faces instead of fruit
down at the autumn pond the prophet frog struggles to dream in a haze of flies
sipping on autumn infused tea and watching moths carry memory of maps to nowhere
autumn mynah reports for duty chest puffed out
lips ache for the blue wound a soul to reach into and conquer your depths
hands cupped over curves skin ignites as the sea of oil turns red
mine the depths and haunted recesses of the human psyche for jewels of hope
the deep throb of machines invite the strange to cross over into paradise
shards of silver light invade the greying space of concrete
elancharan gunasekaran 