The unfurled earth of drudgery
and pandemonium lounge
far-flung away from hither .
Here in the hurst of archipelago ,
the sunbeam implodes
the silhouette as much as
in penchants .
The fleck of the lampyriade ;
in the darkness such as Erebus
of the dusk , ------------------
the speck is the genie
of the lusture .
The thunderheads are steadily
descending like their squeezimg
pain .
A cloud of anguish rose
from the sky like a moan ,
the provenience awakens
in the forest .
Equitable , realizing that
here peoples have been
transfigured into treees ,
they upreared the anchor
with joy and compassion .

© Dhruva