even under the weight of stars the forest grim stands its ground
Tag: Singapore
summer dusk the smell of ash overpowers frail human senses
storms buried beneath tongue the pilgrim hums a tune of solitude
summer after dawn your shadow becomes the shape of rain
rebellion ignites in the hollow of trees sway and march into the morning mist
nap on summer sand and the ground devours dreams
green fire replaces the rain dripping pretentious through the summer haze
hollowed side of moon grey and quiet citadels commune in the language of dust
silver fish leap mid flow and find sanctuary amongst purple clouds
from hollow bones of oblivion a beast of prophecy is birthed