- Vol. 03
- Chapter 01
Image by Coralie Bickford-Smith
Pumpkin Eyes
What are notions of restless mindsBefore the shrines of lost saints
Fallen leaves, like musical notes
Centuries ago seeds were sown
Die was cast, cards thrown
For nomadic bags of cardamom
Cinnamon and cloves
Might is right
A feeble fear that rules the thoughts
And that freedom of ignorant spirit
Chains the feet of cautious self
The pulpy truth of orangish life
Pumpkin eyes and starry strife
Our white patch of feigned innocence
A defence of our darker core
Weighing between altruistic nature
And self preservation amidst chaos