Before we Burn
2nd Aug 2025
The howl of the wind Ashen leaves fall with the call Sky burn’t crimson red. Poem by Sanjeev ‘Cimeries’ Retnasingam (22.09.2021)
The howl of the wind Ashen leaves fall with the call Sky burn’t crimson red. Poem by Sanjeev ‘Cimeries’ Retnasingam (22.09.2021)