Publisher's Synopsis
Some books are written. Echoes of Epiphanies descended. Each poem arrived like a sacred whisper-visions, not verses-glimpses through a divine kaleidoscope where shadows sing and light fractures into meaning. This collection is my quiet rebellion against the mundane, urging you to see beyond life's surface: aging parents, fading heroes, illusions crumbling. These poems walk through ruins, trembling before unseen, divine forces. Greed and despair wear Dracula's mask. I am only the pen; the voice is infinite. This isn't a book to be understood, but felt. Let it break you open. Stand still. Listen. And lose yourself in the echoes within.
