winter’s gift: a potion of emptiness to escape the noise and the coming chaos
Tag: Singapore
pulled between light and dark the spring moon stands her ground
skin on fire: words alone invoke the magic of the unseen realms
in the dark before dawn towards softer signals limbs crawl
power moves quietly twisting the nature of winds into mindbending rumors
birdsong and burden lifts from the heart with a sigh
shadows undress the spring moon behind a veil of clouds
state of melancholy: words of spring whispered to the mango tree
sober eyes seek the light but only the grey gazes back
bear witness to the rain in spring that cries itself a thousandfold in a single dusk
elancharan gunasekaran 