To feel through words…
A white table, AdornedBy red roses.And two wine glasses,By a chamber stick.The scent of roses,Choked the air around,As it's petals veiled thorns,Who hushed a familiar pain.As the melancholy of love,Reverberated behind closed doors,The table cloth turned redDrenched in a lady's blood.
Concrete poetry: In a fraction of time!
Everything is frozen outside, I have to travel till the other side. Feels like a lonely shore, Even wind doesn't move, everything still. Just faces, faces surround me.I don't know how to read them, Do they have an answer for my quest? I don't understand their language. I've lost a home, I've lost a destination... Continue Reading →
My Verse World 