another mouth of many stitched to the ribs whispers of: daggers in the dark
Tag: poetry
cold glow of grey a menagerie of extinguished suns kept in cages
a sliver of winter lives on in grey reflections of liquid and glass
the ritual gaze into the abyss and then: birdsong
the wraiths of night have followed me from bed to light
paradise hides from the watchful eye of the city: carried in a pocket deeper than any void
spring at first light a scene of limbs and bedsheets strewn
from the outside looking in the phantom of the mango tree fills her form with laughter
one of many paradises: passion replaced by the soulless vice of machines
a deeper shade of red stains falling skies
elancharan gunasekaran 