static pulses from the cabin in the cold woods: guard your quiet
Tag: senryu
unwilling shadows dispatched by the pale light of winter
mind’s eye: collapsed futures and strayed possibilities and still the path to salvation exists
in the coming days i will bid farewell to winter’s soul with grit and gratitude for the lessons
the sound of horns and trumpets obliterates the perverse designs of night
residing currently: in a world invaded by wintertime madness
maybe you do feel it like i do the warmth and gentleness in our bones
winter at dusk if backspaces could erase the soul
winter’s soul: the days to spring are recorded in the stars
in a world that is unbecoming of any form of existence and strangely love exists
elancharan gunasekaran 