her gentle purr brings back memories of long nights and unbiased calm
Tag: Singapore
spring: the rainfall after dawn fills the hollow of bones
beyond the spring mist a gentle cry answers the koel’s call
very few understand the preciousness of quiet in a world filled with the mechanized madness of industrialization
the upheaval of zen stones as small gods thrash through the undergrowth
deep woods: the ringing of a phone sets off a catastrophic chain reaction
if winter was nothingness then spring must be the paradox from which something was constructed
in this fertile space: every action births some form of reaction physical or mental seen or unseen felt or forgotten
a soft feathered face stares back but the gods call it continuity
gaze into the abyss: bear witness to the darkness repeating its poem
elancharan gunasekaran 