Not 4saken (en 20Nineteen)

Lyres gilt w/ kaumarya leaf, Accompanied by a peacock’s conceit, Pierce the barricades of a hindering darkness Whereby revealed is the flicker of an occulted light Whence crows, en sackcloth, take whispery flight That is the moment The crown of woe is w/drawn The very moment u realise U are NOT 4saken; Ganga’s shimmering flow […]

At the Foot of Vishnu

If we are 2 believe the daily post      believe the nihilistic blue byrds And their destructive, Life-negating chirps Then we have chosen And, alas, chosen poorly     chosen 2 exalt our beastly natures And bring 2 heel our fairest Angels Lest we glimpse our blood-stained shackles Lest we count our bags of gold and yearn 4 […]