RUTH.A.KUMAR

Fire can't touch me the real me only this body not soul energy consciousness spirit whatever name one labels it this is not a place but a...

Shadows have begun to harvest summer's death the tides rearrange somewhere time hides another pained memory wraith-like in twilight a...

Does time muffle voices of those loved and lost lost seems the wrong word though denial asks where they've gone death is so finite for...

Lost in eternal summer oranges brighter than the sun then the chickens softly colourful slaughtered ghosts in my heart I wandering...

Classical to dark ambient the wheel turns another slice of wisdom unfurls vedic transition world dissolved stale green chipped gasping...

Never does a mournful tone arrest senses as when Autumn arrives reversing life into deathly cycles cascaded leaves in decaying boldness...

Sibilant silhouette restricted in light slight curve of restlessness nestled jaggedly in September malaise lines blur soft logic within ...

Moon what news enquired earth the sky fell before answers echoed brightness boldly bright blinding binding brightly bound blinded by...

Gathering stillness shadows bleak counting it started with tea then death serenaded bleak counting shadow's stillness gathering bodies...

Plath sought silence the dark and silence I have grappled with such notion myself to be enveloped in a darkness so dark that one hears...

Exorcism of thoughts softness in being when the heart knows only love connection of ocean to shore ego dissolves in the waves each flower...

I carry books around with me no longer hold on to life as I seem to said books clasped by worn hands it is not materialism rather the...

In the underworld pumpkins are buried in abandoned graveyards Divine messengers lay to the right of such an ancient tradition patient in...

Life gets messed up you try to inhale for those who don't want to breathe anymore attempt to resuscitate a jolt of happiness into their...

Red jangle marigold sunshine how many times does a woman forget she can be a woman mantra-like chanted 108 the sun returned at 2 p.m...

Poetry silenced it is a fierce battle of the darkest night rain cleanses this prose thunder roars as sky bruises lightning rage unleashed...

True darkness can stay but slay any imposter with warrior strength I accept I'm both light and darkness in balance humbled by life's...

On the cold floor She saves me once more as She did walking through fields of wheat while the barn burned behind my footsteps all that...

Call of the Goddess only the self understands comfort to the ills never forget the sun heals if you accept the healing Om Hreem Saha...

Lull the sword must turn inwards in order for silence to invade being long enough for the storm to gather momentum corruption is noisy to...