Activities of Chandra Shekhar Dubey

epic

you spill stories— scattered leaves in your autumn breath, some thorns in the bush, others laughter in the wind. i gather each whisper, as if it were the epic carved on the walls of my soul.
...

epic

you spill stories— scattered leaves in your autumn breath, some thorns in the bush, others laughter in the wind. i gather each whisper, as if it were the epic carved on the walls of my soul.
...

Dry Leave

The dry, yellow leaves drift down, whispering secrets in crackling sounds, kissing the earth with rustling sighs.
The lone tree stands in silent wait, dreaming of spring's gentle embrace, a rebirth in the abandoned orchard.
...

Dry Leave

The dry, yellow leaves drift down, whispering secrets in crackling sounds, kissing the earth with rustling sighs.
The lone tree stands in silent wait, dreaming of spring's gentle embrace, a rebirth in the abandoned orchard.
...

Dry Leave

The dry, yellow leaves drift down, whispering secrets in crackling sounds, kissing the earth with rustling sighs.
The lone tree stands in silent wait, dreaming of spring's gentle embrace, a rebirth in the abandoned orchard.
...

The day I parted with you
the sky was filled with thin streaks
of clouds grey, crimson and smoky
as if hanging from deep blue pan
...

The day I parted with you
the sky was filled with thin streaks
of clouds grey, crimson and smoky
as if hanging from deep blue pan
...

The day I parted with you
the sky was filled with thin streaks
of clouds grey, crimson and smoky
as if hanging from deep blue pan
...

We are flying, we are flying
above the ground, skyscrapers
above the river, green vales
and forest deep above the pastures
...

I see the clouds
wandering in the sky
in a lonely night
hiding from the fay of stars
...