smell of rot death gathers in the undergrowth
Tag: poetry
complex frangrances
quiet place somewhere a cosmic spark is birthed
cursing the jogger who ran too close to the river spring crow
the dark dawn sky wears a crown of lightning
quietly the rain tiptoes along corridor
chasing the firefly only to be left in the dark
abandon ecstasy
safe passage for the soul chants grow louder
high noon turtles stacked on top of the other
elancharan gunasekaran 