will darkness remember its role after we’ve left this world for the next
Tag: fantasy
the riot of tides in the absence of the winter moon
mid dream the biting cold interrupts a blissful sleep
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
the battle with sleep drifts out of focus until only nothingness remains
the smoke trails off and returns curling an invitation from a dark and misty place as limbs move uncontrollably towards the gloom
elancharan gunasekaran 