a sensual kind of danger in softness perceived by human senses
Tag: Elancharan
winter’s fog becomes the forest’s letter to cruel skies
sunlight fills the hollow of tree with enough warmth as branches and leaves sway with uncanny relief
take center stage please: the ones who simply do not care about worldly affairs but rather the preservation of self and ego
becoming a rare breed of people those who choose love over war
realm of mankind: on the fragile precipice of violent beginnings
empty side of bed time slows and the world burns
after the dream feels like a blizzard storm inside my head
dreams of fighting off tentacled creatures with Rambo’s knife in a sub tropical setting what more could i ask for?
the winter moon hires a substitute: a pale animal that grunts in the language of tides
elancharan gunasekaran 