drama in dharma class when a soul imploded from too much of patience
Tag: literature
nirvana’s a dictatorship on steroids we’ve been lied to
cloud walk i’d like to postpone my rebirth please
along with the winter cat words too have been spirited away
night train i’ve learnt to ignore the faces in the fog
the fine line between abstinence and sin grey matter craves for artificial lights
perhaps the best way to live is to drown ourselves completely in existence
these days i breathe just enough to be
the winter forest and the ego a language of silence
draw enough inspiration from the void and become the void in turn
elancharan gunasekaran 