a warped sense of belief precedes the zenith of one’s faith for it is the pilgrim who falls in path and trench and the pilgrim alone who is raised beyond the limits of mankind
Tag: monostich
when the rush fills your flesh and mind humanity is slowly lost
after dawn phantoms on the skyline dissipate gently
savages in paradise: where bombs bloom in spring
striders skimming the surface of reality a tiny stream busy with life
monkey with a lion’s mane leads me down the spring forest path a game of pause and crawl
the mind fog fades and the eyes of many gaze into the abyss of the supervoid
slipped into the mind of the beast and all i could feel was hunger primal and ancient as the void above
winter’s gift: a potion of emptiness to escape the noise and the coming chaos
pulled between light and dark the spring moon stands her ground
elancharan gunasekaran 