Poem : A Curse or a Cure

Time for a riddle Time is a rodent Ardent arrows Are curses Are they curses Are they cured Are they convergent I am born a burned sun I am born a blistering bone There is a shift of shafts There is prison of prisms An iron iris irradient An ark of arrows Awaiting our augur […]

Poem : Swarms and Sages

Memory is a foam Memory is a labyrinth Memory is additive Memory has morphs I see a prison I see an asylum I see a rivet I see a kinesis I see a lark I see a prophet They are submerged They are subservient They are swarm lanes They are marsh lands They are poetic […]