For a momentStop the hustle and bustleTake a deep breathAnd let it goWith all your worriesPicture in your mindAll that is goodThink on these thingsAnd…
rebellious writer
Category: Bygone Poetry
Weeping winds come to me They cry of an empty space in a heart Deep, cold and lonely Such sad pain in a chosen soul…
The night air was colder than cold But even so I stepped outside Walking into the moonlight Shadows danced frigidly before me My wishes fluttered…
Away with the sun A shadow relentlessly goes I breathe air in and out ‘Tis love I have for nature Precious seeds of life A…
What lies below the bridge? Maybe a groggy troll Possibly a beautiful nymph Perhaps just a drowned cat What sits above the bridge? Maybe a…