speechless: spring walks out the door with a miserable drizzle
Tag: freedom
presumed long gone the flameback woodpecker returns to console the fruitless tree
in the graveyard of chaos: butterflies float gently from limb to limb saying prayer
the roar of chainsaws: as butchers saw the limbs of the mango tree and not a single tear was shed
for supremacy: in the conflict of seasons the bodies of the living become collateral damage
shrills and feathered war cries: invisible battles fought across the concrete jungle
deadly grey undertones consume even the azure lightning of the kingfisher god
sinew and bones: crave for gentle words the sweet becomings that can kindle a fire without touch
the last war we wage: is when silence becomes the only form of violence
cold winds depart north: for there is no place for lethargy in the kingdom of summer