imagine the day when dreams are the currency we carry in our heads
Tag: poetry
compound eyes deriving data from the erratic ways of the flesh
deny the shadows but remember their faces before they fade
strong-arm the autumn night into submission
the hand that holds a blade of pale wind to the koel’s throat
this night like no other invading the premises of this frail flesh
dreams of a shadow feeding a parrot grey as the overcast autumn sky
tremors on stage my bad just ants marching
autumn’s crescent smiles where you stand
describe autumn: cold fires
elancharan gunasekaran 