clouds unravelled the rain speaks softly to the earth
Tag: literature
quiet within the storm a dance of chaos and existence
memories a ghost dancing on the edge of oblivion
nothing left to ponder the mind hung out to dry in autumn winds
quiet dawn set the body on fire and cleanse this madness
train ride and the oceans we could pour into empty faces
a place for my head until the screaming winds leave
night’s lawn we shred the moon to ribbons
unhitched world if wars are what it takes to unite humans
the net caught the tide and now the moon wants it back
elancharan gunasekaran 