A Sunset Road 27/04/201627/04/2016 Rijul BallalLeave a comment The road ahead sprawls under the setting sun, Half draped in banyan shades, half in orange. I love the full moon of the cloudy night, The road an endless serpent; the moon a hidden pearl.
The dead tree 16/12/2015 Rijul BallalLeave a comment The colossus felled the roots remained, the uninformed sap bled
Puddles 24/09/2015 Rijul BallalLeave a comment A puddle ripples, a shoe is lifted, the mud pops, the trees shiver, rustling overhead.