Elancharan – Page 10 – elancharan gunasekaran

mid dream the biting cold interrupts a blissful sleep

the sun dies a slow death each winter day keeping the bridge of light lit for cold souls to cross over into paradise

aren’t we all illusions of a greater drama

missing the nights where time trails after the whispers in smoke

in a different life cat and i watching the winter clouds roll by

grey streets littered with them fallen from grace the wingless and faithless what will it take to light a little fire in their hearts

fog trap the face of the culprit never fades

dry eyes oh winter sky would you cry for me

we’ve walked a long way now and arrived at the soul of winter

each word a brick a beam a foundation driven into the space of void to create a world for the reader