Asylum Poem by SRIRANJI ARATISANKAR

They are in the sky, the sky shelter of the stars
Stand down trees, trees, soil protection
Trees, birds, trees, birds, harbor
Fish swim in the water,
Water shelters fish
The river flows down the sea,
The sea, river's, harbor
At the end of the road, home,
Home shelters the passer-by
Chignon anxiety-complex, in the heart shelter concerns
Flambeau of fire,
Conational conflagration content of my heart

I have no refuge anywhere....

Stretching hands standing at the door hypnotic death
Brunette!
Bucolic enthralling
Comedy color black
Says whispering, 'I lull; I aliquot; alleviated alley; buddy not bubble
Though bramble but leafy greenish croton. '

Your asylum your asylum ...