in splashes and ripples we speak to the spring sea
Tag: monostich
artificial lights after dark fueling artificial minds
smog song the machine hum from within war silos
remember body the forgotten cloud trails
dreams of dirt and mists as the spring forest sleeps
spring night i pledge that my soul shall remain wild and free
lost to the turmoil and designs of the flesh dream for me would ya
moonlit slit in the spring sky this feeling of being watched
late noon the greying world comes alive in the rain
watching the mud wasp rush between nest and oblivion
elancharan gunasekaran 