watch in awe as azure bolts of lightning prey on helpless glass towers
Tag: freedom
the songbird imagines a gargantuan claw sinking in the desert and another in the sea
the wind howls and the river follows the shadow seeking oblivion
each night the tome tears off a page or two and feeds it to the fire to keep the worlds imagined alive
the beast walks amongst us with its mouth agape drinking from the overflowing fountain of human emptiness
we listen we remember the winter wind does neither she bites at the living who ignore her
days dissolve into mist the freed golems listen to the birds and carve poems into cliffsides
a stranger plucks the strings of winter winds the black grey of storm clouds unravel as lightning rains down obliterating the fleshlands until fingers can play no more
in a tower of metal tongues traders sell fireflies bottled in bones
winter dawn the sparrow is a reminder that freedom comes with a catch: wings
elancharan gunasekaran 