Poetry

The World Ends Here

The adventure long lost For the world never stays the same after Not called upon much by one But this love found me in the desert Where I...

Fiammetta

Those deep dark eyes had stories unrevealed Those withered pale lips had tales to unfold She daidled in search of a stash for her As this colleen...

Being A Woman

Being a woman myself, Is an honour I feel, Every soul in which is a truth, And not a character amidst the reels. It is the story of...

Lost Memories

His face dropped with a frown, Forlorn and alone, he looked, The stony blue eyes were raging a storm, Confusion laced with grief and pain, As he racked...

Farewell, my beloved bugger

Blue-green eyes of a forlorn man, distraught with grief and far beyond, Aching tears welled in his eyes, fell on his boots without a second thought, brown...

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