spring the shadow vastness livid
Tag: Elancharan
corridor ghosts offer some silence
full moon fades into the morning sky
concrete cast in fire spring after dawn
crushed mint leaves in dusk winds
cradle of dark this body an infant
dusk sky transforms a mind of its own
bus ride the silence and sideway glances
not a single word the virus bares its fangs
a raised leaf offers dew for the soul
